My Praise

Spirit of God, come and take my gaze,
Recapture my hunger like I used to graze,
Set my feet firm and my heart ablaze;
To the Father be glory as his name alone I praise!

When I am lost with each eye at a glaze,
Stumbling around in a mysterious maze,
You again stoop in and reestablish my ways;
To the Father be glory as his name alone I praise!

Indeed, eventually you clear every haze,
At the beginning and end of every phase,
Faithful endurance to the end; no fad or craze.
To the Father be glory as his name alone I praise!

May I have the grace to pursue you all my days,
And partner with you to seek your strays,
As we all look upon your character’s rays;
To the Father be glory as his name alone I praise!

1/10/2019, © Joshua Curtis