Written 199 TOUCH My God is a raging tempest in the outer courts of my soul, and a dreadful silence in the holiest space in my spirit My flesh has become a pawn,a prize to the winner of this ferocious unseen battle, a sacrifice of guilt to my God and an offering to my soulish desires O’ God , have sweet mercy when looking upon me, your child although my soul hides , I am fearful for I know you will see me as I truly am You O’ God are truly a God who dwells within this Divine temple, a temple not made with human hands or power but, with Spirit and Life Sim, sickness, doubt, fear, weakness, sorrows and suffering all come undone I am no longer able to control my weaknesses in Your presence Every flaw exposed and every strength stripped See me as I am my Divine Light and Salvation, see me as I am and save me, my only hope is in Thee- See ME as I AM My tender flesh and humbled soul are fearful to behold your presence, And yet, My spirit cries words of fate, More of Thee! More of Thee! Nothing has the power to fulfill the desire for Your Love My soul rages against me and tries to silence my feeble words, With outbursts of despair and fear of being lost in a place I do not know Lost in Your arms O’ my God My Spirit yearns for Thee Lost in Your Arms my Divine refuge is where I want to be Silence my strength with Your strength O’ God Cover my weaknesses with your glorious wings of Love My Spirit yields to Thee, waiting silently and still ever so quiet and still I learned the power of Your stillness and I have seen that you are God BE STILL MY SPIRIT, for it is in the stillness of this Divine presence My soul has been captured and lost its dominion and I have lost all strength to do my will ONLY YOURS! Your will is to be still and wait patiently for You Who can understand Your wonderful working O’ Divine One who can understand your ways If not for Your infinite mercy I would be forever lost Lost to my foolish senses and blinded desires never knowing Your presence with Your Holy Fire How humbled I am God to let you see my nakedness For truly God I am selfish and blind in all my ways Love, my God, my love for You compels my spirit to bow As it deals the blow of death to all that I am and all that Ai am not My love for You has become the only weapon of my soul My soul is uncomfortable to live You this way, Without control, without sound emotion, without my decisions and without knowledge Yet, my love uncovers me in Your Infinite presence and causes me to be still, knowing that I am hopeless without you Your touch O God can work a thousand trials and ten thousand sufferings Yielded I lay before a You, humbled in Your presence I must stay, until You touch me God I will not go away Touch me O my God and I will be made whole, Touch me Divine One and it is death to the war in my soul Touch me God, yielded I wait Silent and still I am waiting patiently for Your touch
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