Worship You

A poem about taking a chance to believe, to open your heart to allow God to heal.

Touch my hardened heart,  Lord.
What can you impart, Lord?
Help me make a start, Lord
To learn to worship you.

Hear me when I cry Lord,  
I feel that I may die lord,
If I don't find out why Lord,
I should worship you.

For so many years, Lord ,
I've been shedding tears, Lord.
With nothing but my fears, Lord
to inform my point of view.

Fear has been my bane, Lord.
Can you heal my pain, Lord?
Then what will remain, Lord
To see me through?

Is it really true, Lord
If I pray to you, Lord
My fears will be subdued,  Lord?
I wish I knew.

I could take a chance, Lord.
Stop this empty dance, Lord.
I could take a stance, Lord
Give my heart to you.

I am on my knees, Lord.
I am asking please, Lord.
Hear my urgent pleas, Lord,
I must  believe in you.

I am asking to be blessed, Lord.
Hold me in your rest, Lord.
Help me do my best, Lord 
When I worship you.

I trust what I've been told, Lord,
That I can now be bold, Lord
For I have shed the old, Lord
I've been born Anew!

Thank you for your love, Lord
And the blessings from above, Lord
I can't get enough, Lord
I have nothing without you.
©Linda Troxell 01/15/2017