Immerse Me in Your Story, God.
June 9, 2007
Immerse me in your story God.
From tempting fruit and serpent’s lies.
To Abraham with knife held high
And heart that longs to die.
Fill me with the joy he knew
When ram was laid upon the stone
Isaac journeyed with Him home
To Sarah’s laughing smile
Immerse me in your story God
Shepherd boy ascends to throne
Giant killer, 5 smooth stones
Your power through the weak
How beautiful the twist of plot
From lustful king to heart like yours
Broken vessel from which you pour
Yourself – in poet’s prayers
Immerse me in your story God
The prophets ate your book and said
Words to those who wished them dead
Who often got their wish
In death they told your story well
What others didn’t want to see
A prophet saw with clarity
My hope - To have their eyes
Can these bones live?
You know, O Lord, they can.
Your WORD has come, and story told
A story quiet, story free
Life from death, sweet irony
Renewing all who hear
Far more than words on page, in air
They aren’t just heard, they shape
Add to me as well as take
Like breath to dead bones giv’n
A story told with joyful pain.
Describing who I am to be, undoing, captivating me
The me my dark eyes can’t yet see
The me you’re telling me to be
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