I have seen my share
Of drought and fire
Hail and storm
But how little I have seen
Of soft spring rains
And a gentle touch
I’ve been ignored
Left to weather life alone
I’ve been plucked and stripped
My good gifts stolen away
Left with little in return
And when I haven’t produced
What I’m expected to
I’ve been slashed and cut off
Cursed and rejected
Left wretched
I have given up
So even when a rare, gentle hand
Comes to give, not take from me
I can no longer accept their help
I reject the water they offer me to drink
I reject the food they offer me to eat
I’ve forgotten how to receive
And I’m afraid to remember
I am slowly withering
Getting sick and drying up
I need a little nourishment
To give me lasting strength
I need a little water
To bring me life again
I need Your touch, God
Because I have nothing left in me
I am barren
I am wasted
I am slowly withering
So revive me, God
Shine Your light on me
So I will be saved
Drench me with Your Spirit, Lord
Strengthen me with Your love
Where I have reached too far
Desperate for a little light
Cut me back, shape me
Just the way that You desire
Teach me to stretch sky high
Reaching up for You
Teach me to flourish again
Give me a reason to grow once more
Strengthen me, encourage me
To let my soul flower and not hold back
To reveal the beauty You say I have
Strengthen me, encourage me
To offer again the sweet gifts I have to give
And strengthen me, encourage me
So I’m strong enough to weather anything
Whatever comes my way
Fire or pouring rain
Teach me, so I won’t be shaken
Knowing that You are always near
Help me, even in old age, to bear good fruit
Help my heart stay fresh and green
And when the fruit of my life is ripe
And I have offered a taste to all
May they see, and taste, and proclaim
“The Lord is good.
He satisfies the thirsty,
He fills the hungry with good things.
The Lord is upright,
He is our God,
And there is no wickedness in Him.”
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