Take my lukewarm heart O LordAnd fan the dying flames,
Let your Spirit once again
My selfish spirit claim.
I’ve stayed away from You too long,
I yearn now to return,
To feel again the love that I,
So recklessly did spurn.
I’ve spent my days indulging
In selfishness and strife,
I now confess I’ve been a mess,
Without You in my life.
I’ve fallen often yet Your love,
For me has never dimmed,
You do not keep a count of all
The ways in which I’ve sinned.
You hold me like the Prodigal
I lean against your breast,
What bliss I’ve known since I came home
And found in you my rest.
Myra D’souza
17.9.2000
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