Gently Lord

Love me gently, Lord,
I'm hurting now.
I've lived to see Your sovereignty,
You've taught my knees to bow.
I've caught glimpses of Your glory,
I've seen Your righteous ways.
But right now I need You, Father,
Just to face another day.
You have promised not to always be exactly what I please,
But You give me sweet assurance You're exactly what I need.
I need a gentle Father and the lullaby he sings,
"Let me tuck you safely underneath my healing wings."
Love me gently, Lord,
I'm hurting now.
You said, "Take your cross and follow me."
I beg, "Please show me how to celebrate my weakness,
That in You I might be strong,
When desperation grips my soul, a moment seems too long."
"Oh God, what noble plans I had to do this whole thing right,
Now I fall before you wounded and I've lost the will to fight.
There are soldiers all around me,
They're depending on me, too.
I fear I have nothing left to give,
So again I ask, "Can You?"
"I love you gently," He says,
"I know you're hurting now.
You also revered my sovereignty,
Your knees have dropped to bow.
But if you could only see things from my throne's clear view,
You'd only see glimpses of my glory are fast at work in you.
I love you gently,
Let me soothe your hurting now.
I've said pick up and follow,
I'll do more than show you how.
I'll turn this throne of brillance into a rocking chair.
Crawl aboard, my precious child, and I'll rock you there."

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