This one really does feel presumptuous. What right have I to even think these words? Are they true? Are they tropes only? Who knows? I hope they are in some measure the true song of my heart, but if not, then, God willing, something truer will come from their ashes. Enjoy!
If You Will
Come, if You will, and bring me to my knees!
Help me to kneel before Your knowing of me
That I might come to know You truly,
No fear or false vanity to veil me
From Your bright and burning beauty.
Claim, if You will, the little light I tend,
Drowned daily in the darkness of doubt
But kept aflame by ego’s false fuel,
And though always guttering, still feebly gleaming
With vainglory’s sputtering glow..
Bless, if You will, my brokenness to bow
In sheer and shining awe before Your living fire,
No longer standing stuck in dead delusion,
Now freed to find the fullness of joy,
Soul-deep and Spirit-spun,
Springing unspent and sparkling from Your unspeakable splendour!
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