Create in Me

Draw me, Lord

Oh, Father, mine…

With penciled strokes

erase, define

the edges of my life

give them shape, give them form,

Call them forth as one who is born

of more than barren, earthly seed,

Father God, call to me…

And draw me close

 

Speak through me,

gentle wind

Words of life

May I send

across the rocking,

rolling sea

of this vast  humanity,

As I live and breathe and move

Use my words to heal, to soothe

Lord, speak through me

 

Create in me,

Author of all

With wing-tipped fingers

touch and stir

the untapped places in my life

take me from this world of strife

to places I have never seen

places I have only dreamed

Create in me