A song made by Adela Rich
A song made by Adela Rich
Like a sunflower turns to light
I'm reaching for You
Hallelujah
In the morning through the golden rows I walked alone
Found a garden full of flowers, seeds that You had sown
Reached to hold one in my hand, its beauty made me see
That just like this sunflower, I need You here with me
Your Spirit whispered softly, "Child, behold yourself within
Your strength and life are rooted where my rays begin"
I'm turning to the Son, turning to the Son
Apart from You I'm nothing, but in You I overcome
Like branches need the vine to live, my soul needs You to thrive
I'm turning to the Son, You keep me alive
Praise Him, yes Lord
You said the branch will wither if it breaks away from You
But You've placed Your mark upon me, made my spirit new
Though storms may come and petals bruise, Your oil will never fade
Your anointing is the light within, the price You've already paid
I breathe the scent of heaven in, Your fragrance pure and true
When the world begins to chide me, Lord, I'll run back home to You
I'm turning to the Son, turning to the Son
Apart from You I'm nothing, but in You I overcome
Like branches need the vine to live, my soul needs You to thrive
I'm turning to the Son, You keep me alive
Thank You Jesus, glory
You are the vine and I'm the branch
Without You I cannot stand
But held firmly in Your hand
I will flourish in Your plan
Amen, amen
I'm turning to the Son, turning to the Son
Apart from You I'm nothing, but in You I overcome
Like branches need the vine to live, my soul needs You to thrive
I'm turning to the Son, You keep me alive
Like a sunflower turns to light
I'm turning to You
Hallelujah