Sunday, December 9, 2012

You are Mine and I am Thine

Reaching deep into that part of my soul that has long been covered by fear, anger and angst
Pop. Pound. Shiver. Speak. Don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. I'll hurt myself before you hurt me.
You tell me that I can have rest if I only gaze upon Your face
I can't seem to have faith in what I see

I can't live like this any longer - constantly fearful for the state of my heart
Constantly trying to manipulate, control, assume, imagine, and writhe beneath the unknown
Perhaps today I can let you in, capture my thoughts, have a new start
And You will be proud to see how much I have grown

Abba YOU are the author and the creator of my soul
How can I love You so much yet believe that You will hand me snakes?
Lay waste to my heart. Bear naked my soul. Pick out my seams. Make me whole.
Do whatever it takes.

I stare into the grand face of the great unknown
In every other area and most of the time I smile with glee
Yet, when it comes to my heart I want to see only the seeds that I am sown
I don't want anything that I can't see

Abba, forgive my short-sighted eyes and my faithless mind
Remove the hindrances that keep me far from You
I know You are faithful. You are true. You are wise. You are kind
It's me that just doesn't have a clue

Love me, Abba, with a love so fierce it removes my inward gaze
So I can love You and Yours
You are mine and I am thine and I want to see Your face through my selfish haze
Lord, let me walk through those doors.

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