Poetry

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(written 12-11-02)

Riding on the crest,
Of the heartwave from God.
Sent upon holy currents,
Of the Spirit of the Lord.

If I could have a holy heart for You,
If I could die daily.
I could never meet Your ways,
In such holiness here.

Dying on the outside,
Take me home, take me home;
Re-living on the inside,
Take me home, take me home!

And You will perfect,
What concerns my life.
As You see fit, as Jesus is,
For Your own glory.

Renewed by the Word;
Move me on, move me on;
Healed by His Spirit,
Move me on, move me on!

So nail me to the holy cross!
I am crucified with You!
Nail me to the blessed cross,
To fellowship with You!

Let me taste Your holy death,
And see the beauty of Your face!
Let me die in this flesh,
And live unto You!

Stir up within me,
A holy imagination;
Such as only You,
Could ever really dream.

Things are there within me,
You see them in my heart;
That could bear Your correction,
Things I don’t understand.

Set me aright,
Concerning Your Holy Person.
Riding on the crest,
Of the heartwave from God…

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