Trapped in the quicksand of self-sufficiency
Stuck in the mud of my own self-righteousness
A prison of my own making
Restrained by pride; I need to be rescued
You handed me freedom,
I returned to captivity by choice.
My piety chaining me in place,
Climbing a mountain I will never summit
Then I glimpse freedom,
I catch a small glimpse of You,
And I break free – surging forward
You welcome me with open arms
(for the hundredth time)
I dedicate my life to you
Help me to stay free as your bond slave
Do not let me give you second best;
Wilted roses as a love gift.
You deserve the best, all I have to give
Nothing hidden or held back in the mists
Lord, I give you my heart, I give you my soul
I live for you alone
Every breath I take, every moment we make
Lord, I live for you – and You alone.
Posted on Sunday, 29 June 2008