Friday, April 1, 2016

A Psalm

Why does my head hang low, O God?
Why is my spirit quiet within?

My mind soars to greater heights
My thoughts search deeply after you

And yet, it's all for naught

Inside my heart lie white coals
Trapped within an empty shell,
my soul lies desolate

My knowledge fails, fueled by self and pride

My emptiness laid bare

Teach me, O Lord

Teach me how to trust,
to lean on you in faith

Teach my heart and make ignorant my mind

Let aught come of it

Put your spirit within me
Breathe life again into my lungs
Let me burn with your fire
and move with your strings

Let it be, Amen, cries my soul