YOU MUST FIND YOURSELF IN THE EVERLASTING BOOK (Song Lyrics)

winter lady

Chorus

Are there times when you are struggling

To know who you really are

Does the world try and lead you

To places somewhere far

Are the voices that you’re listening to

Messing with your head

Oh! My sweet child, come and look, come look

You must find yourself in the everlasting Book

Remember that beautiful moment

You first heard Me call your name

When you stepped into the great unknown

Life would never be the same

My life, I gave willingly for you

Penned my law upon your heart

It’s up to you to be diligent

For you have been set apart

Sometimes all will seem too difficult

Sometimes you’ll doubt and question

Sometimes the trials will seem to crush you

But you’re free from oppression

And sometimes you’ll wonder where I am

Sometimes those tears will release

Sometimes you’ll feel you’re going backwards

But My way for you is peace

Just attend to My life-giving words

Incline ears to my sayings

Yes, set them always before your eyes

And treasure as heart blessings

Inside the book, that glorious Book

You, Spirit, Son and Father

Where you say, oh! where can I find me

In every ‘whosoever’

So take a look, take a look and see

And find yourself included

Know that you’re so loved, ever cherished

You couldn’t be excluded

Chorus

Are there times when you are struggling

To know who you really are

Does the world try and lead you

To places somewhere far

Are the voices that you’re listening to

Messing with your head

Oh! My sweet child, come and look, come look

You must find yourself in the everlasting Book

You must find yourself in the Book

You must find yourself in the Book

Come, my dear child

Come, sit by My side

You must find yourself in the Book

There you will find who you truly are

There you will find perfect love

There you will find who you truly are

There you will find perfect love

Chorus

Are there times when you are struggling

To know who you really are

Does the world try and lead you

To places somewhere far

Are the voices that you’re listening to

Messing with your head

Oh! My sweet child, come and look, come look

You must find yourself in the Book

My book

You must find yourself in the everlasting Book

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