Only friend. It's You. I can never,
never find solace or comfort or strength
or real confidence anywhere else. Counterfeits,
yes, but not the reality. Yours is so
real I am afraid of it. Could it really be
that You are all I need? And that I can always fling
myself on You and it is enough, and sometimes
I don't even need to try?
It is so, so easy to be lured off track. Or drag my feet. Oh Jesus,
how willing and meek You were. You did not grasp at power,
at praise, at wealth - did not coerce love. Teach me Your ways.
Please help me to trust You with my mind - to remind me
of the important things, to make me a good loveress,
a good lioness.
Awake, awake, awaken me.
never find solace or comfort or strength
or real confidence anywhere else. Counterfeits,
yes, but not the reality. Yours is so
real I am afraid of it. Could it really be
that You are all I need? And that I can always fling
myself on You and it is enough, and sometimes
I don't even need to try?
It is so, so easy to be lured off track. Or drag my feet. Oh Jesus,
how willing and meek You were. You did not grasp at power,
at praise, at wealth - did not coerce love. Teach me Your ways.
Please help me to trust You with my mind - to remind me
of the important things, to make me a good loveress,
a good lioness.
Awake, awake, awaken me.
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