i want, Oh Lord,

to allow You

to guide not only my heart,

but also my feet,

and my hands.

i want to allow You

to remove from

my mind

every thought

every word

that is contrary

to Your plan.

i want to allow You

every last bit

of me… all that I am.

my joys and satisfactions.

my anguish and my pains.

Oh Lord, though I try

to transform

it cannot begin,

until I understand

that most of my

‘allowing You’

is really me

tying Your hands.