Slowly shattered by fellow colleagues
Distracted with rearranging the pieces, paying less attention to The Call
Wincing as life hits me with bitterness and snickers at my inability to beat it
Seeking for relief and true happiness
That soothing relief that comes on Saul as David plays the harp
I AM THE HEART
Yearning for perfect peace and serenity in every piece I read and listen to
Struggling to break free from the bonds of slavery where I and falsehood are bonded together
Fighting to say no to the frequent desires to drink from an empty pleasure-filled cup
Crying out for a release from the grip of addictions adding aching emptiness to my soul
Yelling out for complete sanity for I am slowly driving into insanity
I AM THE HEART
Reaching out to the old rugged cross
Accessing the throne of grace with boldness
Lifted up to you, my King, in brokenness
Carved out from the inside of bodies with blood still dripping
Remembering that the blood that was shed still drips
Stretched out to you as a living sacrifice by hands of living-dreads
Not to be compared with the sacrifice at Calvary
I AM THE HEART LORD
The essence of life is unknown if I don't beat for you
Yes! If I don't beat the drums of salvation and restoration into the ears of men
Take Lord!
This stone that is dead
Make it come alive by your Spirit into a living stone built upon the foundation Christ
Fitly framed together with others to grow into a holy temple
Let every beat that comes from me scream out the beauty of your holiness
In sweet angelic melodies
