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HEART CRY

 

My Spirit yearns for none else but the One who for the sake of my soul gave up His

My mind won't rest until I am made completely in His image

Oh to be like Jesus in His fullness

In love, in prayer, in humility, in obedience

It's a lie to say I am okay with the way I am now

I want to see angels; yet more than anything, I want to see Jesus

I want you so desperately Jesus.

Please hear my cry.

 

Faithful is He who has promised

'They that seek me shall find me'

O God, I seek you at the expense of my life

I need you, no matter what it takes

I am ready to give up all

Please help me not to back out of my pursuit of you because of despair or fear

 

Holy Spirit, reveal the glory of the Father of lights

Enlighten my eyes to behold the exaltation of the Lamb of God who was slain yet lives forever

Teleport me from worldly realms to realms of your glory

Call me hither to higher dimensions of you

That I may bask and be engulfed in the depths of your love

 

Make me to know who you really are

Let me know the depths of your heart the way you know mine

O give me understanding of your secrets and mysteries

That I may escape the perverseness in the world

That I may be preserved till the day when you come to take me to where you are

 

I dread ever being far away or alienated from you

And so like the man after your heart, I pray,

Cast me not away from your presence

For in your presence there is abundant life, joy and pleasure

That's where I belong, that's where I am complete.

 

 

I won't give up

I will never back out

I won't go back to the status quo- not when I have tasted of you and I'm hungry for more

As for me, I don’t know about anyone else

I will behold your face in righteousness

I will be satisfied when I am perfected in your image, my dear King.

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