Blow

A wind is blowing about our little house
Inside and out because of a little mouse
The chaos born of depression
The things brought in became an obsession

Obsession nearly buried me with a mess
Chaos took away our little nest
It buried us in confusion and pain
We continued in the insanity again and again

Again we went round and around
Just like mice on the wheel, not on the ground
Until you said “Let my children go!”
And the chaos ceased to blow

Blow, Holy Spirit, blow
Blow through our lives, and show us what you know
Clean out our lives, like our house you gave our family
Make this a better home for you, my husband and me

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