Strength for the weary
I came across this today. I wrote it last summer, alone in the cafe after a very, very long day at work when I was rather worn out and had been listening to too much U2 (gasp Too much U2? Is that possible?!?) God and I wrestled for a while with why I serve, because I was feeling old and tired and wise and disillusioned (Silly me. True wisdom has no room for disillusionment.) and finally he got through to me that it was all a matter of perspective– his perspective. This flowed out of that moment.
Prayer
The sun rises
it’s another day
and I am waiting
for what you will say.
I wait on you, Father
I’m tired and weak
and I won’t leave this place
until you speak.
(You say)
Come let me show you
how to live.
Come let me give you
what you must give.
Come to me child and sing what I sing
As I show you the world from my sheltering wing
As I show you the world from my sheltering wing.
Give me your heart
teach me to say
words of kindness and love
to those on my way.
Give me the patience
that comes of faith.
I rest in your hands,
but I need to hear you say
Come let me show you
how to live.
Come let me give you
what you must give.
Come to me child and sing what I sing
As I show you the world from my sheltering wing
As I show you the world from my sheltering wing.
You are my rest and peace,
in you my strength lies;
and I find faith to go on
when you show me my life through your eyes.
Come, Lord, and show me
how to live.
Come, Lord, and give me
what I must give.
I come as your child, I’ll sing what you sing
as you show me the world from your sheltering wing.
Please show me the world from your sheltering wing.
