My Father,
here do I find
my mind
ready to drink
from the wells
of Your grace
if only You’ll
take
away these impurities
sprinkle me again
blood more effective
than
10,000 bulls or rams
Circumcise my heart
You have.
fleshy, pulsating now
sensitive
to piercing truth
free from sin
yet remaining
there is
and I need You
again
and again
to
remind me of
how it all
began…
even before it began
predestined to be
Your beloved
purchased at
the cross
justified that Sunday dawn
irresistibly drawn
to find
Your Son’s glory
transferring me
to the kingdom of light
I need purging again
to have You in my sight
completion of this process
secured at, “It is finished.”
Finish, finish
soon I often hope
but hope is no wish
I’m secured
Your Son’s work
my anchor
and rock
hope for the soul
unseen reality
adoption
redemption of my body
I long for it
groan within
take these groans
and make them
comprehensible
articulate
searcher of hearts
Abba,
fill me again
as You cleanse me within
Amen.
