What have I beheld, Lord, until now?
Self, flesh, and deceit, a sorry vow
I've been robbed of my inheritance, blind to Your way
Until Your visitation, like Isaiah's day
Then I saw, Lord, my error and strife
I'd not beheld You, nor Your holy life
I sought self and flesh, my desires alone
Never denying myself, never making You my throne
Forgive me, Lord, for transgressing Your commands
Wash me in Christ's blood, cleanse me from my iniquitous hands
Sanctify me with Your truth, set me free from my chains
Open my eyes, Lord, that I may behold Your glory and reign
Like Jacob's sheep, drinking from the water's flow
Beholding the trees, and birthing what they know
Open my eyes, Lord, that I may see Your face
Like Moses, beholding Your glory, in a sacred place
Like Stephen, shining bright, with a heart so true
I want to behold You, Lord, and reflect Your glory anew
What I behold in You, I will become, from glory to glory
Changed into Your image, by the Spirit's mighty story
Let my selfish affections die, as Christ is built in me
Help me behold You, Lord, and set my spirit free.
-The Mustard Seed
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