Exalted in my estimation,
captured by imagination,
enamored yet by selfish will,
You know me well, but love me still.
You call me out of wilderness
into a place that You can bless.
So tenderly, You let me know
there is no place that I can go -
That separates me from Your heart.
I have been called. I'm set apart.
Though I have wandered from Your will,
You know me well, but love me still.
Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 12:52 AM UTC
Exalted in my estimation,
captured by imagination,
enamored yet by selfish will,
You know me well, but love me still.
You call me out of wilderness
into a place that You can bless.
So tenderly, You let me know
there is no place that I can go -
That separates me from Your heart.
I have been called. I'm set apart.
Though I have wandered from Your will,
You know me well, but love me still.
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