A coat
One Sunday morning
The service came to an end
The offering collected, the blessing given
All in order the way it went
The moment of prayer seemed gone
And yet I asked: Lord, please grant me safety
Feeling locked up, a covering because of fear
Even afraid, to let God's love enter me
By grace, I received prayer
Inviting the Holy Spirit to flow through me
As He was showing how Jesus loved the rich youngster
Who failed to be the perfect one; just like me
As a little child, in a shop, with mother and a shop-girl
And two coats to choose between
I just couldn't make a decision
Feeling their anger, wishing not to be seen
Then God the Father came, covered me with a coat
Saying: I shelter you, even when you can't decide
You're My beloved
In Me, you can always take a hide
27-11-06