Jesus,
I pray,
that you arise
the courage to faith in
my heart
once again.
So that out of the ashes of
sin, doubt and pain,
the delicate flower of trust will
grow
into a tree
one day.
Who knows,
one day
a tree.
Touch
my battered heart,
I pray,
to ask and receive,
I pray.
To come as I am,
I pray,
to you as you are.
To meet the One,
I pray,
who was always there
and is always near
and will always be,
and love
and mercy me.
Draw me near,
I pray.
Make this day a day
of glory touching ground
and beggars wearing crowns
of trust as large as trees.
Boasting how He
has set them free.
Has poured
glimpses of eternity
into their souls of unbelief
and led them home
and let them be
His Own
His Own
His Own.