I rage O’ Lord
My anger burns like a flaming pillar
I tear my cloak in despair
At my own selfish thoughts.
How O’ lord could You bear the sight of me?
I ask for Your judgement to be passed
Yet fear grips my heart like an iron fist
I cannot bear the weight of Your hands against me.
O’ Lord I am torn and forlorn
My heart urged me to do what is right
But my hands are slow
And my mind ensnares me.
Woo me O’ Lord into your loving arms
Let me not go by a day without thinking of You
Capture me O’ Lord with your ways
So that I long for naught but You.
Fill my soul with the deepest want
To see Your true face and not Your hands
To let me speak Your name with reverence
To truly love You with all my heart.
Let my days be filled with wonder
Of your amazing grace and faithfulness
That my heart will never forget
Your unending love for me.
1 comment:
First of all, thank you for this poem you wrote. It's an answered prayer, a comfort to my soul and a lift to my spirit. I am amazed at how God inspired you to write such anointed poems which speak right to my heart. This is truly a God-given gift that will bless millions of people who will read it. These poems draw people to see the reality of God, the greatness and majesty of God, the unworthiness of mankind and most importantly, the intimacy with our Loving Father and Beloved Bridegroom of our hearts. Thank you cindy cindy, (it's hard keeping you anonymous). Praise God, continue writing. =)
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