I’ll never be a Samuel or a Paul.
Will I ever learn to listen to God at all?
When I hear His still, small voice,
Will obedience be my choice?
Or will I choose to disobey
And hear no further what He’d say?
Jesus, by Your grace I’ll do
What You’ve commanded me to.
I’ll love others as You love
And move as Your Spirit moves.
Father, please open my ears to hear
So that to You I can draw near.
Oh Lord, You said we can be friends
And have unity that never ends.
The communion of Father, Son and Spirit, too,
Can be mine as I seek You.
You draw near and whisper love
And prepare me for the life above.
Copyright by Tricia Opitz 11/28/2010