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Jackie Hill Perry
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I Just Wanna Get There
(I just wanna get there.) God, You're making me better. You're making me better. And You choose to do it however, whenever, wherever.
You don't know what I've been through, don't know what I've been through
When the pain cuts deep, cuts deep.
You would think it was a Ginsu,
And with me as the meat on the menu.
Trying to find joy in the midst, this don't seem that simple.
'Cause I do what I don't want to do when what I don't want I do,
And I do what I don't want to do and what I want to do I don't do.
It's me, not You.
And it seems I'm not true
Pleased in things that are not You
Seeing things that are not true, man,
Can't fight the fight because I'm too mad.
My vision, so distracted by tension,
Condemnation, placing faith in the weight of my sickness.
Life's prescription is distant.
Wait, my Physician is living.
His finish was the grace for my prison.
I'm raised in His image,
It's the penicillin for the snake and his venom.
I race and I'm tempted,
I race and I'm trippin',
My behavior like I wasn't raised from the crypt.
I got to face it, I'm sick.
Then I get a face of me waiting for me to see Jesus
And gaze at His face until I get (there) ...
(I just wanna get there.) God, You're making me better. You're making me better. And You choose to do it however, whenever, wherever.
Don't know what we go through, don't know what we go through.
See the rings, see the videos, see the means
See the dreams of the queen for the good life,
But I want to be a good wife.
Wish I would have come home,
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It would have been a good night,
But instead we had a fight
And the price is the piece of the wolf bite.
I came home from that honeymoon
Feeling high, feeling right,
Feeling like our whole life was in front of us,
Until something nudged me to take the test.
It said, 'Yes.'
I'm saying,
'No,
This can't be right.
Can't be sight,
I'm trying to live.
This can't be life.
How am I a mother after eight days of being a wife?'
I'm being invited to imprint a life
And I can't focus on nothing else but me
Until I realize who was living in me was given to me
From His wisdom
My heart's society bait, telling us 'Wait.'
Baby's first name is 'Mistake.'
It's a problem when the saints
Believe that we're slow dancing with sovereignty,
Until we got to be
Taken from this life like it's robbery.
We're just pottery.
The joy is that the clay is shaped by grace
And the Potter promised me that everything will work for good.
(This ain't a lie.)
(I just wanna get there.) God, You're making me better. You're making me better. And You choose to do it however, whenever, wherever.
I just wanna get there.
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