Submission to God

This body doesn’t belong to me;
The life within isn’t either mine;
Both born were from Your love divine;
I have no right o’er them truly!

Your love and kindness amaze me;
Your care and fondness is perfect;
My senses can’t detect defect;
Your heart of love is great simply.

And, yet I keep complaining much;
My human love can’t match Yours, God;
I have become imperfect, Lord;
I need Your grace, forgivness-touch!

Heal me, O God, my soul and heart;
Let all my weaknesses depart;
Rejuvenate each body-part;
Let my spiritual journey restart!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-20-2010

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