is my heart content to stay itself on the Lord?
to wait for Him
to trust in Him
to cease from fretting
live without regretting
the decisions I make
that do not take
the Lord’s righteousness,
holiness,
all seeing eyes
to heart.
oh! tune my heart
to sing thy grace
to fear Thee
love Thee
give my every hour to Thee
forgive this wretched sinner,
wandering sheep,
who side-tracks to
taste of the temporary,
deceitful treasures of the earth
that when grasped
tarries its sweetness
for a moment
but quickly evaporates
leaving but a bitter aftertaste,
only regret, only guilt
oh Lord! grant thy servant repentance!
love it.
it has bits of jenn sprinkled into it.