8.8.1989.
I offer a distracted mind,
a lukewarm heart and wandering eyes.
How can You take this offering
and listen to pathetic cries?
And yet in Your wondrous mercy,
and with a Father's loving smile,
You take all that I offer up;
Your thoughts of love flow all the while.
Lord, take my mind and capture it,
and make my heart burn white with flame;
Fix my eyes full on Your face
and there to steadfastly remain.
I praise You for Your loving smile
that always makes me glad I came.
I'm grateful for Your Father's heart
which doesn't let me stay the same.
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