Oh Love that will not let me go
I am distracted by the fools gold of this age.
My desires feel like needs,
and You say, deep down, they are.
Please bring correction
to my misdirection.
Will You come
and quench my thirst?
I suppose the real question is:
will I let You in to do so?
I don’t know
but I want to.
I’m sick and tired of running away
but it’s all I know how to do.
Help me to take Your hand
and trust You
because I can’t on my own
not tomorrow, not today.
Teach me to love You,
not just for what You do,
but for who You are
for Your own heart.
And let who You are affect me
from the inside out
because Your presence
will release me of my deepest doubts.
I need grace upon grace
just to seek Your face,
and more grace still
for my sin
to kill.
I don’t know anything.
But the more I know
the more foolish I feel.
I hate the part of me that isn’t You.
Pain and introspection consume me,
my desires have taken over my mind ,
and my mind my life.
Oh, the hell it is to be consumed by anything
but You, Jesus.
Why am I insistent on holding fast to
the prison cell that is my flesh
when you gave Your own
to set me free from myself?
I am starting to realize
You are my only help.
This new awareness
brings me a certain kind of agony
where I can’t sleep
because, in this story,
I am the tragedy
However, this was Your plan,
in order to show man
who he really is
and who You really are.
In us, You have come so far–
I invite You to come further still
so we can kill
the part of me that’s already dead
and rotting
the rest of my being.
So, lead me, please carry me
because I am beginning to see
that I can not see at all.
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