Sta.sh
Who am I that cries to God,
Who am I to come to You,
That You should pour Your Spirit out on me,
Who am I to ask of You,
In my flesh I weep and scream,
In my pride I demand,
In my doubt I beg of You,
As if You begrudgingly give,
So God I ask for Your Spirit,
And I know I don't deserve,
A single glance from You,
No, not even one word,
And yet You gave Your life for me,
You are Holy, You are good,
Even when I had to convince myself,
I know You understood,
You brought hardship to my life,
And You understand my pain,
This meekness I feel is not a sin,
You made me feel this way,
I know You want me to pursue You,
My flesh is selfish; my Spirit scared,
Time is not running out on this,
My time You have prepared,
I will ask You everyday,
And I will come to You for all,
Every problem come my way,
I will ask You big and small,
Jesus teach me how to pray,
I've forgotten how to speak,
I don't know what to say,
Your presence silences me,
I know Your love is never-ending,
And Your gentleness is warm,
Your kindness overwhelms me,
Under You there is no harm,
But I am blinded by my fear,
For I'm unworthy of Your face,
Yet I know You lift my head,
You have brought me to this place,
God I just want to get back to You,
I want to be in Your embrace,
Draw me in and hold me close,
Remind me of Your ways,
I will cling to You, sing to You,
I've been running for so long,
I forgot the way You loved me,
I forgot that You're my song,
So here I am Lord,
Bring me back,
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I can totally relate to this poem- so amazing