

gimme, gimme, GIVE ME
I used to go around
Thinking all I needed was
More of Jesus,
More of Jesus;
Jesus, give me more power
Lord, give me more faith
Help me go forward
Fill me with Your love
Jesus, give me encouragement
There was nothing wrong
With these prayers
Except when gimme, gimme
Became so loud
It all but drown out
Your sweet patient voice
Whispering
Daughter, give ME
All of you...
" My strength is made perfect
In your weakness... "
Daughter, yield your SELF to Me,
Daughter, GIVE ME you.
Maranatha, Come Lord Jesus
Moonlight on Noah's waters
Reflects quiet calmness back to You
Not unlike the flooding peace
Deep within me, Your servant
May I be completely yielded
So that Your Holy Spirit's stream
Can pour forth from me
In pure artesian fullness
Unhampered by selfish shallows
Or pride filled narrows
I pray that Your stream in me
Flows though true
To the ocean of Your BODY
With each member excitedly waiting
Wash me gloriously spotless
Purify me from inside
As I anticipate with all believers
Your eagerly awaited and imminent return!
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