You beckon me, again, to come
Into your presence, Lord.
You call me out of my heart’s slump.
You’re speaking to my core.
I hear your whispering voice
Beneath the cacophonic noise.

But I’ve forgotten how to move.
I feel so frozen still.
I sense you call me to improve;
Please mold me to your will.
I’m nothing without you
To come and change me through and through.

I’m very tired of feeling numb.
Life seems so tasteless now.
I really want to overcome,
But I just don’t know how.
Somehow that I can’t see
Please, Lord, set my spirit free.

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