Thursday, August 29, 2019

Come.

You drew me in,
I succumbed,
To Your glory,
I am often dumbfounded,
By Your mercy,
And Your wit.

Now You have brought me,
To a place I have asked for,
I truly wanted it,
But never imagined it like this,
Lead me where my trust is without borders,
I didn't know I was asking for so much water.

I am walking,
I am standing,
I am sinking,
I am floating;
All I know is I am soaked,
And feeling naught,
Yet giving thought,
To all the evidences I am searching up,
Lord I don't want to give up,
Because I've tasted and I've seen,
And faith is not just a feeling,
So tell me 'Come', my legs will brave,
These open seas, these roaring waves,
To me, You said, Your Spirit sent,
Give me, oh God, that hundred percent.

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