I sang a praise chorus to myself quietly this morning…
Thy loving kindness is better than life
Thy loving kindness is better than life
My lips shall praise Thee–thus will I bless Thee
I will lift my hands up to thy name
A prayer rose up in my heart.
O Lord, my battered, broken heart remembers the security of your love.
I am a little bird and my beak is open, waiting for you to feed me.
I am fearful and afraid – and you are a great flood of power and majesty. You are my King Jesus, riding on your white horse. Sweeping beside me, you scoop me up in your gentle hands and place me safely behind you on the horse. And ride away to safety.
I love You, Jesus, because you first loved me. See how love gushes forth from my soul like a fountain – my grateful response to all that you are, to all that you have done for me! To all that you are doing and are planning to do.
I lift my hands up…please take me with you!
Copyright MaryBethMullin 2016
