Sunday, September 6, 2009

Direct

A body,
diminished and dead.
A soul,
torn and withered.
Lord, take them,
take them to you,
purify, holify,
please, Lord Jesus,
be my King,
live on top me,
run all inside me,
guide, point, direct;
all my steps,
please, Jesus;
please!

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