More than any renown for a talent to write
By the penning an epic masterpiece that might
Awaken sleeping souls of many to ignite
Passion for You that would illuminate the night.
More than restful living in a country’s expanse,
Or for wealth’s twinkling luxury to bechance;
Than the exhilaration of earthly romance
Or to see my features in a little one’s glance.
More than climb the snow peaks of New Zealand’s elite,
Or to wander a quaint English cobble-stoned street.
For though wanderlust tends to skip my heart a beat,
I know its promises fail, not yielding complete.
More than recognition of pouring my life out
For the lost and hurting and those living without.
Since a sole aim to make me appear more devout
Without love plainly shows I’m not changed inside out.
More than lungs to be satiated with deep breath,
And the heart beat pounding that’s keeping me from death.
Than to never risk my life or have pain pierceth,
But instead to embrace all that You alloweth.
No other way is there that I would want to live;
Jesus, I want You more than all that life can give!
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Denial for its own sake is not truly great;
Without You at the center it tends to inflate.
If Your will grants me one of these at future date,
Help me to fully accept all that You mandate.
But the joys of giving all once most desired
For the One that does not leave me trapped in mire
Will always surpass all that I could acquire
For His love is better than all could transpire!
Should my one life be witnessed by only Your eyes,
No biography of my sacrifice arise,
All healthy fruit to be in apparent disguise,
Glory be to You, Lord, the One my soul does prize!
No other way is there that I would want to live;
Jesus, help me want You more than all life can give!
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