Highland Halls

All who dwell in the lowlands,
Come to the Highland Halls.
There's a sanctum in the woodlands,
A building without walls.
Weary feet and restless hands,
Be still, as mercy falls.

Leave your cares behind and rest;

All your fears will dissipate.

Buy that which is free; be blessed.
There is no collection plate.

Let the Spirit lift you up
To the realm where saints abide.
See the overflowing cup,
Healing virtue from his side.

All who dwell in the lowlands,
Come to the Highland Halls.
There’s a sanctum in the woodlands,
A building without walls.

Weary ones, his wounded hands

Will save, as mercy falls.

Hope is nesting in the trees;

Peace is flowing from above.

See the manna in the breeze;

Taste the honeyed words of love.

Join all nature; worship him;

He will hear us when we call.

Let us sing a thankful hymn

To the One who beckons all.

All who dwell in the lowlands,

Come to the Highland Halls.
There's a temple in the woodlands,
A building without walls.

Souls beloved, lift up your hands;

Rejoice, as mercy falls.

Angels and saints await you;
The Spirit will elevate you.

He loves you; he gently calls:
Come to the Highland Halls.

© 2020 David Acosta

Aidan

Aidan, you're a diamond,
But your spark is now a dark glare.

Aidan, you're an island,

Drifting toward a stormy nowhere.

Aidan, you're a speaker,

But you fear your words will fall flat.

Aidan, you're a seeker;

Throw away your fear-of-change hat.

What are you waiting for?

Why are you grumbling in the grim gray?

Step into the canvas; maybe you'll color it in.

You've always wanted more;

Why are you standing in your own way?

Aidan, take a chance, now; isn't it time to begin?

Aidan, you're an outcast

Running from a disappointment.

Aidan, you're so downcast,

Still expecting an anointment.

Aidan, you're a wonder.

Tell me, now, does that surprise you?

Aidan, tear asunder

All those doubts that paralyze you.

What are you waiting for?

Why are you grumbling in the grim gray?

Step into the canvas; maybe you'll color it in.

You've always wanted more;

Why are you standing in your own way?

Aidan, take a chance, now; isn't it time to begin?

But it's not enough that I believe in you;

It won't do, Aidan, unless you believe it too.

(instrumental interlude)

What are you waiting for?

Why are you grumbling in the grim gray?

Step into the canvas; maybe you'll color it in.

You've always wanted more;

Why are you standing in your own way?

Aidan, take a chance, now; isn't it time to begin?

© 2020 David Acosta

When I Was a Young Man

What did I do with my plans?
They left me high and dry so long ago.

What are these roads on my hands?

Where am I now? Please show me where to go.

You are the only one who knows

Every part of me, yet somehow you remain

Steadfast through all my highs and lows.

And when it feels like I've lost more than I'll gain...

Hold me; help me see

The path you have paved for me.

Love me as only you can.

Show me I can be

The lover I could not be

When I was a young man.

Where are the friends I once knew

And the seemingly boundless dreams of youth?

There's so much I would undo,

Now that I'm older, aware of the truth.

You are the only one who knows

The answers; all my guessing is in vain.

Guide me through all my highs and lows;

And when it feels like I've lost more than I'll gain...

Hold me; help me see

The path you have paved for me.

Love me as only you can.

Show me I can be

The love I could not be

When I was a young man.

I'm not quite an old man,

But I'm getting closer and closer

To seeing what's on the other side.

Hey, at least I've learned that

I need no longer be a poser,

A cocky kid clinging to his pride.

   

(instrumental interlude)

I feel free, walking down this road.

And if I lose my way, lead me back again...and

Hold me; help me see

The path you have paved for me.

Love me as only you can.

Show me I can be

The lover I could not be

When I was a young man.

© 2020 David Acosta

Light My Way

What I am is not what I hope I'll be;

What I see now isn't what I shall see.

My desire is to become as you are;

I know you are near, but I feel so far.

So I'm asking you, Lord, make me new.

Is it possible? Tell me it's true. 

Light my way, and help me follow;

Show me what I've yet to perceive.

Take this hard heart, cold and hollow;

Touch me now, and help me believe.

I don't want to live inside a dark dream,

Floating down an ever restless doubt stream,

Forfeiting the peace I know you've given,

Wishing I could leave the maze I live in.

But I'm done with wishing; wishes fade.

Your love stays when dreams have strayed.

Light my way, and help me follow;

Show me what I've yet to perceive.

Take this hard heart, cold and hollow;

Touch me now, and help me believe.

Lord, I pray not my will.

Your ways are higher; your will be done.

I will trust; I'll be still.

You will finish what you have begun.

Light my way, and help me follow;

Show me what I've yet to perceive.

Take this hard heart, cold and hollow;

Touch me now, and help me believe.

Light my way, and help me follow;

Show me what I've yet to perceive.

Take this hard heart, cold and hollow;

Touch me now, and help me believe.

© 2020 David Acosta