I
could read every one of your letters
And
yet I wouldn’t know You.
I
could utter Your name…
I
used to…hunger and thirst
At
Your feet; my heart would beat
With
each longing for Your presence.
What
happened to this fiery love,
So
ravished by the desire You have for me?
But
having forgotten Grace,
I
have failed to seek Your face.
Remind
me, Father, how You loved me,
How
You called me, and never fail
To
chase after, even when I have fallen
Far
into the depths of doubt and hopelessness.
Be
the joy that excites my soul,
Ignites
a passion for the One who sought me first.
If
there be any idols, crush them to dust
Like
the golden calves of old.
I
am, because He Is. Nothing else can
satisfy.
Sovereign
Lord, I worship You.
Beckon
my heart,
Beckon
my heart, God.
Beckon
my heart,
Beckon
my heart back to You.
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