Honey and milk

I
I will put some oil on the door,
And the picture of the cross on floor
For my Christ.
I am sick and tired of the blue,
Those who on fire only few,
That’s not nice.
Why it is so hard to be yourself
Why there is a pain on every shelf
And I stand in front of You and cry
Tell me why,
I will open all my windows,
Let there come fresh air as wind,
Honey and milk,
Let Him come in.

Ch.
Lead me on,
my dear Lord,
to the land where love is like a flood.
And its river floods in,
Honey and milk.
Let me stand
and hold my fight,
Let me send
My enemies to flight,
Let me see Your real light,
You’re my life,
You’re my light.
 
R.
Just a little bit and soon in the cloud
There He comes again you'll see Him no doubt
Like a lightning throughout the horizon
Just believe and lift up your hands
Just do not be afraid my friend
End of times is closed, we've got to go on

II
Often when we go through some pains
Our friends are weakening our hands,
going away.
If somebody just understand
We could make it and to stand,
but what to say.
Yet I still believe that You are near,
And again I’m on my knees.
Let me have the victory you’ve gained
ones for me.
Let me go through Your doors
And survive through all the storms
Let me never stop
going forth.