My Cry To The Lord (Poem #12)
My soul yearns
My eyes water
I thirst for you
I hunger for more
Complete me Lord
Take control
Mold me
Like clay to a pot
Make use of my life
Make my spirit rejoice
Clean me like silver
So I reflect your image
Sharpen me like a sword
So I slice through my worries
Harden me like diamonds
So my strength comes from you
I yearn, I cry
My soul is weary
My spirit is chasing
Chasing to be near you
Hold me close
Cover me under your wings
Give rest to my soul
Give peace to my spirit
Cloth me in your righteousness
Your blood has purchased me
I long to be used
Open my eyes to your love
Straighten my road
So my foundation will be true
I seek and shall find
Your presence is by my side
Carry me home
When my journey is done
My Saviour, my true Love
A bride I shall be
When my time has come
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