These notions I’ve in mind,
To fly away upon the wind
And leave me here to find
That I need not be tied to them
As long as you are mine,
For though I cry upon their loss,
Your love runs deep and wide.
Lord, please help me look to you
When troubled to forget,
For though I know you’ve made me new
The past will hold me yet
To rote, involuntary thoughts
That turn my willing head
From seeking first to find you
In the trust that you know best.
Lord, please help me to accept
The need I have for you,
Assist me never to lament
Dependence on your truth
And if I start to think that I
Deserve the peace you won,
I pray you put me in my place
Before your throne, undone.
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