your grip seldom bent and never broken
heavy on my heart you hung
always felt but seldom spoken
You took so much away from me
my life, my time and energy
you always looked so beautiful
but created only agony
It's over now. your power is gone
And my heart lies wreckage from your reign
but my true King has come again
and is rebuilding everything
Without you joy is so much nearer
and the dark, heavy guilt begins to lift
now my eyes are so much clearer
I know I can no longer simply drift
My heart now leaps at the sound of Your name
where before it only cowered
My God, You saved me from my shame.
Not I, but through Your power.
I have nothing of which to boast
no feats, no acts of bravery
but God has shown His love to me
and taken me from slavery
Truly I can say that I am not the same
because of what You've done
You reshaped my heart, renewed my name,
and You've only just begun.
Teach me, Lord, tell me of joy.
Tell me the story of love, show me the beauty of purity, make me a servant of all, give me a passion for truth.
Enable my feet to take Your Word, anchor my heart to who You are. Forgive my doubt, build my faith, and Lord I beg that You renew my twisted, ignorant mind.
The melter of mountains, the breather of life, the architect of creation.
The author of wisdom, the poet of love, the orchestrator of history.
The First. And the Last.
Let my hope be in You, and only there.
Because seven years have made it clear
that there truly is no hope in me.
