This Day (Part 1)

I long to be clothed
In Your Holiness, shining
Your qualities out

Developing an inward
Change to show You to the world


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This is currently part 1 of 10, I don't intend to add more parts, but it could happen. I think it will read better to separate them out, so I'll be posting one a day till it is complete.

Scary Prayers 3

Lord, bring into my
Life one: lost and seeking; You
Have filled me, I wish
To share, of Your love and joy
And grace, to introduce You.

I've not the words or
The courage, so I must ask
For Your lead and strength
It is Your work entire, I
Only long to play a part

In This Place

I entered in, burdened with hopes
And cares and fears; kneeled, I
Entered to be shut in with Him.
In this place my burdens
Are lifted as His glory fills
The room, warming me from
Without with His light, igniting
My heart and mind within
"Holy, Holy, Holy to the
Lord of Grace and Glory"

Here my hopes inspire; outside clouds
Of worry weigh heavy
For here my Hope lives, my Savior
Is not hidden, obscured
Here, hopes are not mere wishes, but
Tangible, to be sought
They come through Him, come with promise
Desires placed within me
"Holy, Holy, Holy to the
Father of my Savior"

As life moves, so my cares increase
I fret, worry, despite
Knowing He will care for me. Will
All be well? Can I be
Content? Deserving punishment
For my doubts; His Spirit
Draws me close, bringing peace, comfort,
Making God known to me
"Holy, Holy, Holy to the
Sender of my comfort"

I long to be here always, my
Mind on Him, and my heart
Near; that in His strength I would not
Cower, but temptation
Would flee and sin's condemnation
Would hold no sway. Rather,
That my life would be a vessel
To proclaim God's glory.
"Holy, Holy, Holy to the
One working within me."

His Path

I oh so long to rhyme
To write of prayer and friend
To sing God's glory
And praise His majesty.
Thanking for His blessings
And calling for His lead
That we may know
Which way to turn
To live for Him only.
Knowing through all:
Trouble and trial,
That He is near
Working out His plan
In concealed mystery
That all will be a'right;
He gave me a part to play
Thank Him always
Walking in His peace;
For the path before was laid,
For each, tailor made.

Praise 3

You loved when I was
A worthless slave; drew, saved me.
Insufficient are
Words to express my love which
I long to sing back to You

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Certainly worth mentioning, the results of the Modesty Survey put on by the people at The Rebelution have been released.