My heart has a texture that can not be seen
A fabric disguised either pure or unclean.
No one can see it, only You know the depths
To which it can plunge when I take the wrong steps.
For when I become harsh, sulky and annoyed
Because of a circumstance that I couldn’t avoid
My heart hardens up to protect what I hate
Spite, irritation and a wrath that is great.
You’re aware of my failures, my efforts and needs
My health and my weakness and all of my deeds.
My thoughts don’t surprise You, my actions You know
On my doubts and my nightmares a look You bestow.
This heart that is viscous, unyielding and dark
Bears expression or comment that’s weighted with snark
A response or apology just can not come forth
From a heart that is angry and lacking of warmth.
Lord, reach down inside me and touch my miffed heart
So that it can be traded and have a new start.
Thaw what is cold and intense and so callus
Slay pride and the envy and excess of malice
Leave not a trace of anything me
Do what it takes to make my eyes see
Break me and melt me and soften me more
Go deep and reshape me right to my core.
Then after my heart is caressed by Your hands
And is soft and compliant to all Your commands
You’ve smashed the fat idol of my self seeking root
And replaced it instead with Your own Spirit’s fruit
I lay on Your lap and surrender my soul
And will love and obey and will give up control
To the One who has altered my sin stricken will
And paid for my debt — a remarkable bill.
Because of the cross, I can see that You care
A Savior who softens with love that is rare
Tender and humble You’ve unlocked my heart
Hold me close to You ever, and let’s not depart.
Forgiven and Kept 