Lord You love me so

I know that this is true.

No matter where I go

I can't escape from You.

Why should I even try

To hide the way I do?

I hear my own heart cry:-

"I long to be with You."

You gently call my name

Stretch out Your arms to me,

You fan Your Spirit's flame,

Why should I choose to flee?

I run from You until I find

I meet You face to face.

Your Spirit's there to bring to mind

Your everlasting Grace.

© 10/5/96

 

 

 

                   SELF

As I lay in my bed a-dreaming,

I saw a young woman stand there.

She wasn’t the least attractive,

She had rather non-descript hair.

But as I lay watching, God beckoned,

Drawing her close to His side.

And I knew that whate’re she was lacking,

He chose her as part of His bride.

I lay knowing that I was this woman,

With all of my doubts and my fears;

And God is my own precious Father,

Who loves me and dries all my tears.

I would come in love just to worship,

And bring what I can to His feet;

And He sees me with love and compassion,

And raises me up to His seat.

Though the world sees only my failings,

Though it sees only what I can’t do;

The Lord takes my efforts and loves me,

And says, "Child, I really love you."

I’ll give Him the best of my weakness,

I’ll give Him whatever I can.

I’ll look for my Father’s approval,

Instead of approval from man.

He’s more than my Lord and my Master,

He’s more than my Saviour and King,

He’s more than a Friend and Companion,

He’s Love, Life and Everything.

© 13/7/96