---round one.
shatteredinathousandpieces--
beatenbrokenbruised--
anxiety. plagues me
like a sailor's calling to the sea--
*will this--
will he--
always plague me?*
i pray my God can redeem my heart--
LORD, if this is right,
heal me.
if this was a wrong decision,
let me be corrected.
i cannot trust my own desires.
*i am a ship lost at sea; i have no harbor
but my own Mast.*
oh soul, how do you fare?
oh mind, why do you run?
does not all love cause pain?
do not all relationships unfurl into discrepancies?
*reconcile me--
my whole life has been
a series of me following Your Call
& responding as a man called to his Ninevah.*
though the voyage be arduous, there is always Reward.
---round two.
LORD,
gutmeopen & make me yours&yoursalone--;
i was meant for so much more than this turmoil--
redeem me--
make me yours.
---round three.
i am a convict to my Savior
& joyfully so--
may this river sweep me up
& cleanse me so
clean i can
not bear to see pain--
my breathing uneven,
only my soul remains--
my limbs so burdened
with bloodshed & stings--
from the pain of carrying home
too many things--
LORD GOD I SURRENDER--
i lash out against evil!
awaken my soul, LORD,
I NO LONGER TREMBLE.
this heartbreak will not break me,
these tears will not freeze,
for my soul finds rest in this peace--
i'm REDEEMED.
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 3:29 PM UTC
---round one.
shatteredinathousandpieces--
beatenbrokenbruised--
anxiety. plagues me
like a sailor's calling to the sea--
*will this--
will he--
always plague me?*
i pray my God can redeem my heart--
LORD, if this is right,
heal me.
if this was a wrong decision,
let me be corrected.
i cannot trust my own desires.
*i am a ship lost at sea; i have no harbor
but my own Mast.*
oh soul, how do you fare?
oh mind, why do you run?
does not all love cause pain?
do not all relationships unfurl into discrepancies?
*reconcile me--
my whole life has been
a series of me following Your Call
& responding as a man called to his Ninevah.*
though the voyage be arduous, there is always Reward.
---round two.
LORD,
gutmeopen & make me yours&yoursalone--;
i was meant for so much more than this turmoil--
redeem me--
make me yours.
---round three.
i am a convict to my Savior
& joyfully so--
may this river sweep me up
& cleanse me so
clean i can
not bear to see pain--
my breathing uneven,
only my soul remains--
my limbs so burdened
with bloodshed & stings--
from the pain of carrying home
too many things--
LORD GOD I SURRENDER--
i lash out against evil!
awaken my soul, LORD,
I NO LONGER TREMBLE.
this heartbreak will not break me,
these tears will not freeze,
for my soul finds rest in this peace--
i'm REDEEMED.
pt. 2 in my endeavour to write in tongues.
