Thursday, August 11, 2011

Heart's Calling

O my Lord, teach me to scribble my pen, in Thy Glory
O my Lord, empty this heart’s cup, to fill it with Thy Love
O my Lord, move these feet to dance, to the rhythm of Thy Music
O my Lord, strengthen these arms, that they may carry Thy Will
O my Lord, grow this tree of life, to bear the fruits of Thy Name
O my Lord, chip these stories away, that I may become a vessel of Thy Light
O my Lord, embrace this body so that I may dissipate into Thee
That I may fade to become Thee.

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