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A psalm of my own

O, God, my God

So close to my heart

Yet so far away.

I have been blessed

Aware of the story you are.

Weaving.

All around us

Connecting the shadows

Into their vast array.

 

O, God, my Jesus

How faithful and beloved

How I long for the

Day and the hour.

I pray you guide me here.

My shepherd. I am lost.

I do not feel safe in my own

Flesh. Sacrificed, poured out for all.

The 99, and the 1.

 

O, God, the Spirit of Truth

Guide us all to the love of the Father.

Make my story, one of your glory.

Very few things I do,

But my very soul has been poured into all,

My friends, my family.

They all mean so much to you.

I wouldn’t feel as I do, were it not of you.

 

They mean everything to me.

Make me a vessel, and give me strength.

Make me salt and light in the midst of my

Dark mind.

Let my wants be yours, and yours my actions.

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