When circumstances bring me down
sinking, thinking I might drown,
I call to Father, Spirit, Lord,
and listen for his voice’s chords; sweet upside down.
As I abide in daily walk
I’m thankful for the interlock
of hand and heart and renewed mind.
He breaks the chains which choke and bind; He’s more than talk.
When I forget to call upon
My God, my thoughts do tend to spawn
the ugly themes the enemy
delights in shrouding over me; I lose the dawn.
He kisses air into my lungs
and lets me breath; From Seed I’ve sprung-
The Seed of Love, Compassion, Grace-
and wraps me in His hushed embrace; His cloud among.
But as I pray my heart is warmed;
His Light pervades, my mind informed.
As Son arises, casting out
All fear and burdens, worry, doubt; His love transforms.