Speak Lord, for your servant is listening;
here I am Lord, speak to my heart.
Oh that these words could be ever on my lips
dripping off my tongue, each day
that I were ready for your message
your words of guidance, of critique, of counsel
feeling your hand, your spirit falling
on me, within me, your presence
walking with me; yoked to you
Would that I could follow, that I would as bold be
going where you lead, all the days of my life
February 3, 2009
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