Tears quake in my heart
Sighs rumble deeply within
Thru' the times I come
In deep sorrow, I am bowed

Yes, I was made for His own
Born into a world of my own
From the tenderhood of a child
His Voice called me

Yet ignorant, I answered
Wondering the way to go
This turn, that fork
Into perils and pains I fell
In the dark I groped on

Dazzling sights assailed me
Derailed by my wandering heart
His Work I left in the lurch
Broken hearted, He was to see me go

Yet, faithful was His love for me
Tho' I wandered seeking my own glory
For doom and shame awaits me
If my will would but o'ercome His
Tenderly, He brought me to my knees

Of trials, He sought me by
By pain, He spoke to me
Deaf and blinded in my own way
Not knowing His heart was broken for me

In my heart, I sought His choice
To support my wasting life
But nay, He ne'er would
For His thoughts are the best for me

Till He caused sorrows
my every step be shadowed
Till like wandering Isreal,
I was disciplined into obedience

All passion was to be none of His,
Yet His love for me ne'er let go
Tough and harsh to my stubborn heart
But His thoughts were beyond my comfort

In the passage of time,
My desires, my passion, my quest,
All I have given to do His will
Ne'er enough for Him neither content He was

For my heart He craved lovingly,
My own domain He desired,
On my door He knocked consistent
Till I could bear no longer

Oh! Will He let me be
He touched me were it hurts most
But what say I to Him
But to let Him in to stay

In tears of pain and anguish,
To see my cherished ones go,
For Eros could not hold
His entrance was to sweep clean
and reign supreme

My heart was broken for Him
My desire was His,
My goal is to be His own
For this world and it's toys,
I give up for His glory.

A broken heart He seeks,
A contrite spirit is His delight
A humble state is His abode
For man's pride is His hatred
With His Sword, He will be merciless

Thru the sorrows I emerge
By pain I am bowed
Tears unending, sighs rumbling
I bow to do His will
For my heart is broken.

© Lord Ify