Saturday, July 18, 2009

invited

Psalm 10:14 "...to You the helpless commits himself..."

i come to You
©7-10-09 hannah muonio

to You, Exalted One
i come
helpless in need of a helper
i know that You hear my pleas
for mercy
weary in need of Your rest
to You i come

Your name is a refuge
to which i can run,
oh Faithful One
Your promises solid as stone
Your hand is a leading
to which i can cling,
oh Shepherding King
You’ve said You won’t leave me alone

no good
i have no good apart from You

no good
i have no good apart from You

no good
i have no good apart from You

though You are high and holy
You love the weak and lowly
You call the small and broken Your own
Your mighty hand gently holds the humble

to You, Exalted One
i come
helpless in need of a helper
i know that You hear my pleas
for mercy
weary in need of Your rest
to You i come

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

i am not my own

Hebrews 4:16: Let us therefore come BOLDLY to the throne of grace that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

i am Yours

©7-7-09 hannah muonio

i boldly walk to Your throne
not because i am anything
but because You have told me “come”
and as i approach You
i know
i am not my own

i am Yours, my Maker

invited into Your presence
i stand alone before You
unhidden and helpless and unafraid
knowing You are faithful
knowing
i am not my own

i am Yours, my Father

You promise refuge for the needy
i have come
You promise peace for the restless
i have come
You promise hope for the broken
i have come

i melt in Your open hand
i am like water
threatening to flow through the hole in Your palm
but You are solid
i am Yours, my Rock

i find myself before You
in a crumpled heap
feeble knees bowed and shaking hands laying face up
but You are power
i am Yours, my Strength

oh, let me remember
let me humbly rejoice
Your love will never relent
i am Yours, my Savior

oh, let me remember
let me cling and rest in You
You never change
You never change
i am Yours, my Keeper

i boldly walk to Your throne
in need of mercy
in need of grace
i fall at Your feet with no words
but open, empty hands
wanting only to be filled by You

because Father, Jesus, Spirit
i am not my own
i am Yours