My Psalm

Forgive my rebelling will, O my Lord
Forgive my shrinking heart and trembling hand
as I hold out my hopes and lay out my desire.

For not as I will
not as I will
That I may see and know what You would do!

Remind me, my Lord, of my identity
I am clay in Your hands, I will yield to Your touch
and be defined only by Your desire.

Remind me, my Lord, of my identity
that I am Yours
I surrender myself in my entirety
to the burning jealousy of Your love.

Only You may take residence
in the depths of my being
And I will wait on You
to teach me the desires of my heart.

None other may take hold
for I am all Yours
and the yearnings of my soul
will echo the call of Your voice.

I have been dashed on the rocks
and wounded by the fall
but I will rise and claim again
the promises You have sealed on me.

Hem me in and set the boundary lines,
enclose me with panels of cedar.
Encapsulate my heart with Yourself.

I have walked the line
between doing what I want and what I should
Now I let go of both
I step off the battlefield and into Your court.

Only in Your presence can I see clearly
Only here can I surrender the wants of my humanity
I want to surrender - I have become fond of that place
There I find intimacy with You.

Nothing on earth can compare
to the overwhelming beauty of Your countenance.
Your ferocious love undoes me
and I simply am.

I cannot live apart from You
I have tried, and nearly lost my life
I refuse to let go again
so I must release all else.