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I’m tired of sitting on my calling I know you have called me To be a minister An evangelist A pastor And a teacher But I must listen and be taught But I cannot sit down What then shall I do? What then shall I say? You order my steps You tell me what to utter And when to utter Change my voice I pray to you, Lord Have mercy on upon me Dearest son of David Don’t let them kill me Don’t let them bound me Don’t let them take away What you know I can say or do Give me boldness to speak Armor to fight Kindness to shame the sensitive Activity to tame the talkative A guide to keep me in a clear path An example to keep me holy By your spirit and fire I’m baptized By the water of the earth Baptism I’m in lack of Does that make me unsaved? I don’t want this label upon me I need to be by the river To experience the advantages Of my Savior To experience the adventures Of my Messiah That if I believe in participating In this historic symbolic event All of my pains and troubles Shall die with this broken vessel Speak to me O God Let me hear your voice plainly Let us reason together And converse as if I’m talking to another human being Desperate to find my need for you Yea my God For you are all I have Without You There is no point in living Slowly I shall die By the sins that devour my flesh And my sorrows scream out pain in childbirth My faults you cannot show me Because other people are Doing this in your place I’m tired of hearing from Those that slander my name When I pray, you shall speak To me directly You are my assistance The molder of my mind The one that will listen to me The one caring for me Deliver me from the cave Save me from myself Hide me from my enemies Provide what is essential For my house is sure to survive Yea my vision is enormous I shall make it plain Without much words But more activity Answering only to you Thought I seem to be alone You are always nearby If your arms are opened wide I run to you, Lord Hug and me love eternally |
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