No Missing Tear (Psalm 56)

My enemy is against my very life

And torments me with words of strife,

Trying to get me to fall to sin

Twisting my words all around again.

My God, will You forget Your grace

Or hide Your face?

In You--You only--I put my trust;

I will fear nothing; I simply must

Rest in You.  You keep a list 

Of the tears I cry; not one is missed.

Oh, God, when their ridicule is appalling

You keep me from falling.

Your love-lit path is Grace applied,

May my life Your glory never hide!

Time to Die

When morning light

Steals away the night

And I wake, I will draw nigh.

To my Savior-King

I yield everything;

For it's time to die.

When I hear sin's call

And I waver to fall

Just in time Jesus's name I cry.

Help me drop this fire;

It's not what I desire!

And it's time to die.

When my flesh is strong

Or my will is wrong

Or I'm believing Satan's lie,

True life I will seek--

Strength when I am weak--

Because it's time to die.

May I follow hard

After You, my Guard

From sin; May Your grace supply

My victory

And humility

When it's time to die.

"I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me." (Gal 2: 20)

God, Listen! (Psalm 143)

Listen, 

My God and my King

To what I am asking!

And after hearing,

Answer me!

Please!

Oh, God do not base

Your help on my merit

For I have none.  But grace

May Your child inherit!

Satan seeks to knock me down

And into a corner back me,

Convincing me light cannot be found

And victory is utterly lacking.

I'm overwhelmed within, without;

My tears have become my friend.

I try to rehearse, even shout,

Of the wonders You did "back then."

I stretch my arms out to mirror my soul

"Oh to know You more," I cry.

As in a desert land, I wearily toil;

My heart is thirsty and dry.

Please answer me, Abba! And fast!

Lest my spirit break or I fall!

Don't turn away or shirk my grasp

For without You, I've nothing at all!

Point out the way that I must walk;

Give me clues to unveil my mystery.

May I not simply talk the talk!

From idols, may You set me free!

Save me from all those who hate

Your will; All my hope I will place

In Your grace and mercy, and I'll wait

In Your presence till You show Your face.

Teach me how to live to please

You only. Let Your truth be shown!

For Your name's sake, all my worries seize

And make Your glory known.

Listen, 

My God and my King

To what I am asking!

And after hearing,

Answer me!

I am Your servant.

Identity

Pain clouds your eyes,

And you try

To be

Better

Stronger

Sweeter

More Unique

More Beautiful

More Lovable

Less of a burden

Less weary

Less emotional

More Hopeful

More Helpful

More Holy

Smart

Skinny

Best

But do you not realize?

You are

So Much More

Than what you DO.

Your identity goes beyond

Your body, too.

Your brains do not say

Who you are,

And you treat those labels

Like make-up on a scar.

Do you not know?

You are

So Much More 

Than DO and DON'T;

Your identity goes beyond

How you'll act and how you won't.

Others' approval

Cannot control

Whether you feel 

Half or whole.

Only the promise

That His love never fails

Should define you;

Crown of thorns and the nails

And the life of One

Who was perfect and true

Can label you

Not what you DO.

Only that Savior

Who died for me

Says who I am;

I'm free

To simply BE

Loved.

Spotless.

Beautiful.

Redeemed.

Righteous.

Real.

One-of-a-kind.

A new creature.

Fully alive.

Pure.

Whole.

HIS.

Nothing More Than More of You

Should I continue sinning--
Temptation winning--
That grace might prove true?
That's crazy!
I'm free,
And I need
Nothing more than more of You.

I stop my lying--
My pride denying--
In Christ I am made new.
I say no
That even so
I might know
Nothing more than more of You.

For more than rules I thirst;
The relationship comes first.
Still I do what I would not to do.
I will say yes
To Your best
And request
Nothing more than more of You.

No desire to sin have I
Through the strength of Jesus Christ.
There is no comdemnation of those who
You have lifted higher
Out of sin's mire.
I desire
Nothing more than more of You!