I've wrestled and fought
A master of none,
not even myself
Do I own trophies in you?
Do they have their own shelf?
Every branch that breaks
There you are
Every wave that wakes
You can't be far
Every petal that blooms
There, that's you
Every bee that zooms
That's you too
I'm trying to learn how to love you best
Trying to discern, when I'm put to the test.
Nothing goes unnoticed...
no, not a blink.
Every action has been seen...
yes, every wink.
Help me, God, to know your true delights
That I might skilfully use them to show your might.
Help me, God, to love you better
With each word that leaves my mouth,
Help me, God, to spread your love letter
East and west, north and south.
And in the end I want to be
Lying exhausted at your throne,
At last to be completely free
To know you've finally called me home.
This, my God, is what I'm learning:
That you are worth more than I will ever know,
Your priceless blood keeps my soul churning,
And to you, my life, I eternally owe.
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