To my Abba Father. My Jehovah Jireh. My God.

Oh my heart is filled to overflowing.
When I am in your presence, I feel Your arms wrap around me.
I am astounded by how you move me,
by how you touch me.
I find myself humbled by your presence.
I dance before you.
For your burden is so light
and your yoke so easy.
It lifts my feet.

And I. How can I help but love you?
How can I want anything less than You?
How can I let you go?
No. As you hold onto me, I hold onto you.
You have gripped my heart, and so I,
grip your robe.
Your feet.
You.

You consume me at every opportunity.
You send me fire, then
give me joy.

No waves can drown me,
for my eyes are fixed on you.
Though the storm knock me over
Your hand pulls me through.
I stand on the top of this mountain of water.
Though it poured down to drown
I found you and rose.

You oh God are most worthy of all praises.
You oh Father have enraptured my heart.
You oh Lord. Only you O Lord.
Though other things have fought for its piece,
I find you will not release me.
I am yours. I am wholly yours.
Not my own.

And I love you. Oh How I love you.
Spill out of me.