Obedience

O Most Holy God

How can I honour you

With less than perfect

Obedience?

 

I wish to be obedient.

 

Perhaps I have come

A fair way

Since beginning with you

But the million small demands of life

Don’t look sacred.

I tire of little humdrum tasks

You give me.

 

Obedience eludes me.

 

This slow work by you

Will re-create.
Give me the grace to live

 Till every heart beat, breath is yours.

Teach me your ways.

You’ve promised me a yoke that

Suits me well.

 

Obedience will become me.

 

O Most Holy God

Christ, Teacher, Renovator

Of hearts, perfect mine

For your glory.

 

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  1. Thank you for that Linea.