NOTHING IS AS IT APPEARS

by Stan C. Countz

I can't keep from crying
for this crazy mixed up place.
With all its death and dying
I feel the need for His embrace.

There's no use in denying
I can't keep up this pace.
On His Spirit I’m relying
I'm afraid to fall from grace.

It's time I face my forgotten fears
And taste the bitter tears
That time can't quite erase.
Friend, the end is drawing near.
We'll disappear without a trace.

Just like the thunder right before the rain
I'm torn asunder by the stress and strain
I'm beginning to wonder if it's all in vain.
I'm goin' under. Can you feel my pain?

And through the passing years, I begin to hear
His still, small voice ringing loud and clear.
Giving me a choice between faith and fear.
Nothing is as it appears

We're sowing and reaping.
And chasing our careers.
I hear the Spirit weeping.
Behold the time is near.

The Father isn't sleeping.
His word is very clear.
His promise He is keeping.
He’ll calm our foolish fears.

He holds them for safekeeping.
Our silent cries He hears.
We’ll be walking and leaping
He’ll wipe away our tears.

So be of one mind
And be of good cheer...
Seek and you’ll find
The choice is clear

Look for the signs
For the time is near
Gotta walk the line
Gotta face my fears

So let your light so shine
They’ll know you’re mine
By the way you persevere
Nothing is as it appears. (3x)