Oh Poppa, fix my eyes upon You and may I find extreme uncomfortable nudges when I lose sight of Your Face.
I
call out to You for I know I am one with many words, many thoughts, and many
emotions. Dwell within my heart with
full openness on my part, and be my obsession at all times. Prosper my soul so I can keep to my vow to be
Yours.
Let my vision be of constant
desire and it lead me to the waters of Your fountain. Take me to the Presence of Holiness and allow
me to touch this with gratefulness as I am overwhelmed by its fire.
I view before me the making of eternal and
may I not be arrogant to the now. Oh but
Your touch, Your fullness of conversation speaking into my life day and night
with Your extravagance.
More than now
and even more than eternal,
Your love dwelling within to form the change
of my
rags to riches as who You are takes its form in me
and makes me amazing like You.
Fitting me with this garment of praise that
signs me up for the time of my life eternally; with eternity unclear and
unknown but secure in my being of utmost content wrapped in zeal.
My very feelings, my senses of all that takes
me forward, be playing as a harp that causes the listener to instantly be
brought to Your face. Let us become lost
to earth but weightless with heaven’s kingdom.
Rage within me; this unending crave for Your love that will never go
away. Release what is taking my thoughts
and speaking this honeymoon power of love that has invaded my life.
Never let me talk myself out of trying to calm
the fire. Fan me with the wind that
blows this fire uncontrollably to all nations.
Connecting hearts and songs that speak this zeal and completes this
dream with purity of our cry; singing within us to guide this walk of love.
More than now and even more than eternal,
Your love dwelling within to form the change
of my rags to riches as who You are takes its form in me
and makes me amazing like You.
