Saturday 11 August 2012

More of Him

I had it figured out
This thing called love
Practiced, polished, and perfected
I’d held it’s secrets in my grasp
Mastering the ups and downs
And waltzing on its waves
But human love has limits
Fragile motives, fractured states
And if left within my hands
Would surely break

I still look at you with love
Still wish that you could know and feel
You’re not alone, you’re not unknown,
But I know now that all I have
Is not enough for you
What you need
Is more of Him and less of me

I had it figured out
Your future planned
Free and faith-filled, moving forward
I’d passed life’s secrets from my grasp
Mastering its ups and downs
And waltzing on its waves
But all wisdom has limits
Fragile motives, fractured states
And if left within my hands
You’d surely break

I still look at you with love
Still wish that you could know and feel
You’re not alone, you’re not unknown,
But I know now that all I have
Is not enough for you
What you need
Is more of Him and less of me

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