Wandering

Fickle, O Lord, this Heart in chest
From which both pain and pride hath wove.
Let now the depth of my depravity undressed,
In the fury of your fiery Love.

Let not, O Lord, my Love be for another,
Till this Heart only for You would bother.
The depth of my wandering to where,
To where my Love, is my prayer…

Turn my eyes, O Lord, towards your Beauty,
The luster of your Love would set me free.
Until in me Worship is but glorious duty,
And bound this Heart broken God to thee.

Awaken me, O Lord, to your Rest,
To Hope in you and to be blessed,
In your Presence God, surely mercies abound,
May my wandering heart  forever in thee found.

Inspired.
Ephesians 3:17-18

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