YIELD

Let me tell a secret

Of the thin air it comes

Silent sounds bring it

From the deepest stillness

of the quiet

surrounding your sweet heart

As you let it come

In weakness,

willingly disarmed

you yield your trust

You call and ask

And he answers

in your emptied state

you yield

your tender spirit

In expectation

feel his anointing love

So deep it hurts

You finally feel the truth

You asked him if he be real

To you himself reveal

It took courage

and a humbling

of your infernal pride

But you did it

You beat this one

over the one

who’s played with your soul

bent to destroy it

to own it

And God

in his great love for you

let you feel it

let you find him

who is meek and lowly of heart

whose son does share

his mind

of secrets gone past

of those to come

at his everlasting throne

comforts you in all your dreads

uplifts your spirit

to the highest

heights of love

Comes the savior of the world

Jesus