You sent us Your Word so we would know the way
Yet I find it hard to make it part of my day
So, when I am alone and feeling lost
No one is to blame, it is by my own fault
I come to you now, asking for might
To overcome temptation and the devil's fight
I call to my Lord, the one on high
To lift up my Spirit and hear my cry
For I know that I must acknowledge my action
And accept that my relationship with You is a fraction
Of what it should be because of my sloth
So, make me whole, at whatever the cost
I want to be Yours, I want to be all
All that you called us to be before the Fall
Turn my heart from cold to warm
Let people look at me and see Jesus' form
This made me cry, Karen.
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