A poem

As I spent some time with God tonight  I had some very eye opening moments about how my own prayer life has been lately which resulted in some tears and this poem that He gave me. I was amazed when it was all typed out that it echoes something of the pattern of many of the psalms in the bible - focused on the failure of self, and encounter with God and the desire for His glory and will as one spends time knowing who He is.
So here it is:



Told to boldly come to the throne of grace,
but run back to my life with such a haste

that should I truly encounter God,
I would know nothing of His heart, His thought.

To admit I'm weak - that I need You
In my pride I just can't do

But when I sit or stand or kneel,
allow my thoughts and tongue to heel
My God You become more beautiful to me,
And for a moment I can see

Through the trials, the hard things that come
I'm not sure how but Your will be done

So take my will and make it Yours,
let not your commands be a chore

In Your presence I'm made whole
Glory to You forevermore!