Tuesday, October 11, 2016


God of the brightest mornings,
God of the highest peaks,
God of the darkest midnights,
God in the deepest seas,
be the God of me -
totally.

My soul's farthest horizons
surpass the morning's light,
are higher than mountain precipices,
darker than any night,

deeper than the depths of the ocean,
stranger than anything I've seen.
No one on earth can fathom
all that's inside of me.
But You, Lord of all creation, know me -
thoroughly.

I alone cannot reach
the heights, the depths of me,
but You can trace my motives
and tame my mysteries.

So I humbly bow before You
and cry on bended knee,
"Search me,
Send Your cleansing rain.
Be the God of me -
totally."