(Written almost a decade ago, but still the cry of my heart.)
You have made me to be so much more than I am
in holiness,
righteousness,
discipline
and love.
You have called me to be so much less than I am
in vanity,
idleness
and pride.
I cry out for you to empty me.
I thank you for filling me,
thrilling me,
loving me.
Oh, gracious, beloved, eternal Lord!
I am awed by your care of me,
grace so free,
on my knee I fall.
I struggle to walk while my soul yearns to run.
Dying flesh can be so heavy.
Victory is mine!
I will not lose the fight,
the way,
the faith.
Yes, Lord! Yes!
I'm forever yours.
Your plan is mine.
Obedience makes my path straight.
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