TEACH ME TO SOAR
April 21, 2010
by Jennifer Rosenburg – Dallas, Texas, USA Age: 27
The urgency of change
Dad I want to be running
with every awaking thought of you
with every breath Your on my mind
becoming what is true
Dad I want to be ready
running the race
not running in vain
but You leading my pace
Dad I don’t want you ever to leave me
I want every moment full of thoughts of You
I don’t care if I’m alone or lonely
because I know that you’ll pull me through
The more I seek Your face
and Your presence surrounds Me
I feel Your sweet embrace
and Your love, it astounds me
Oh! I feel like I’m not doing enough
for the love You deserve is what I want to show You
break through for the meat of the flesh is tough
and there’s parts of me that still don’t know You
Holy Spirit I need You like air
the urgency amongst my insanity
feeling a little bit of a scare
I don’t want to be running in vanity
The things of this world I hate
the snares and their traps anger my soul
yet parts of me still get entangled
in some ways I’m still a fool
Oh Lord come speak to the desolate places
rain on that land inside of me
I want to see everyone of your faces
full of holiness and purity.
Please in these next days and hours to come
fill me up more and more
in your heart I belong, the place that I’m from
I’m longing to now explore
take me back to what I once knew
to be within the Great I Am
I want to roar with the Lion of Judah
so I sacrifice my lamb
DADDY please love on your child
there are many You can send me to
kill the nature in me that is yet still wild
and try me in the fire just and true
refine me oh Holy Refiner
purify my heart
because if You are going to send me out
I need You in every part
every hidden place in me
deep calling unto deep
encircle me in your purity
in ashes and sackcloth I weep
Afflicting my soul to touch Your hand
dying to see Your face
in the hidden places I’ll find You
climbing Your staircase
I know I need to be giving more
doing more and dying more
oh help me my flesh is weak
the Spirit is willing, so Spirit please come
I’m lowly and I’m meek
Humble me, do whatever it takes
I won’t despise the days of small beginnings at hand
cause my earth to tremble and quake
and like an oak or a pillar, I’ll stand
yet like wheat bowing before you
for the time of harvest is near
the beginning of wisdom I desire
for only You Lord do I fear
Teach me more about your Glory
show me how to endure your kiss
yoke me with your holy staff
called to the mark, I do not want to miss
let every sunrise reveal your nature
and every sundown leave me in your rest
gather me like a hen gathers her young
and raise me up in your nest
feed me from your hand White Eagle
turn my feathers to gold
teach me to fly over the land
as my destiny is told
place the living water inside me
let the fire cause it to roar
and now like you White eagle
teach me how to soar.
Amen