Monday, November 22, 2010

I Do

He speaks to me;
His still, small voice
says, “Come to Me”.
There is no choice.
I MUST

I try to do,
I strive to be.
It’s not enough;
I am not free.
I CANNOT

I long to feel
His embrace,
to hear His voice,
to see His face.
I DESIRE

I am alone,
broken and bare.
I cry to Him,
He strokes my hair.
I CAST

All that I am
is Christ in me;
the Hope of Glory
set me free!
I DO

~ae  12/29/1998

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