Struggling with success

I am afraid Lord

Of celebration

For he wishes to steal

Everything I have worked for

And all that you have offered to me


Where do I direct my attention

To the spoils of Love?

To the folly of pain?

I do not know

I am lost


Guide me as one of your sheep

Be my shepherd in the darkest hours

And build your temple

Upon the joy that you bring


Oh Lord when will it come crashing down?

Will I survive the breaking of foundations?


Though I know this is temporary

My fear knows no boundaries

My anxieties lash me down


So lead me Lord to understanding

Use me as you would your own hands

Put a firm lock onto my heart

Don’t let me stray again

And forgive me

For my sin


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