captivated

I have seen the sight that I’ve waited for
All I can say is I utterly adore
All that you are, though little I have seen
You are so grand and glorious, so infinitely clean

I see you first when I emerge from sleep
Even my breath itself is from your keep
Later, the mirror shows me that I’ve been made
In the image of one who will never ever fade

A step into the air so brisk
Senses are awhirl, to describe them a risk
For how can I capture in mere words
The cold, the sky, the bright, the birds

Journeying onward to history and grace
That transcendence became man and died in my place
I can’t but weep and cry aloud
You are great, and you have wowed!

And in response I’ll do whatever
I’ll follow you even when things don’t get better
In return, I’d ask only one thing
To always be near my beautiful King

préparation

Oh Holy One, to you I run
Away for all the lies under the sun
The nearest deceit was the idea that now
I was ready to go, ready to wow

I wanted to say that all was done
I was ready at last to have some fun
To do what I know the Sovereign God has called
By preaching the gospel in a place so walled

However, more preparation appears to be in store
Oh, Father, will there always be more?
Of course there will always be in some respect
But eventually I get to go, correct?

Oh, I hope you have some cool plans in store
And perhaps with my plans they can find accord
I’d love it to see you work this way
I’d be honestly happy and completely okay

Yet too much stock I will not there place
I’ve done that before and seen you erase
Help me be content with whatever comes to pass
Whether joy or sorrow, glee or morass

Marvelous Redeemer, Savior of my soul
What a pleasure you are to behold
I love you more than I can say or do
I’m so thankful that I’m known by you

Make me wise, honest, holy and pure
And when ready, make me ever so sure
Then, I will take the final step into the dance
I will follow you all the way, even to France

musthriov

Father, is it again a change
Does in your plan another fold remain?
I was finally getting content with here and now
Not crazy excited, but I thought it not foul

But now, I’m at a crossroads with a choice to make
I can go left or right, is either a mistake?
I think this is when your plan takes shape
When I man up and choose what I want to take place

I don’t want to say I have any control
I just deal with the curveballs you’re known to throw
I feel like I just took one square in the face
Or did I want to get hit and take my base

Oh Mighty One, I need your help
Make clear to me if it is your who dealt
The most recent of my thoughts and plans
Or whether the enemy is distracting this man

Do not forsake, do not abandon
Help me to walk well and not to sin
I want to step properly on the next stone
I want to honor you and your name to be known

With that my aim, the choice seems easy
But when I think more, is it really?
For sure, at first, it makes more sense
But what it waiting added more happiness

I know my pleasure is not the top goal
But alas, Father, you’ve made me so
I see how the two could combine for perfection
But it would mean loss of convention

Why is it mystery always me surrounds?
Can no one else choice ever enshroud?
At least I know for sure what I desire more
But if not your will, then I desire it no more