Crowded Now

In my world, with the children shouting
in my world; a taxi rank
jobs to do, no time to stop and question
in my world, of hurried love.

In my world; there is no tomorrow
in my world, only now
time demands more than I can offer
life crowds in to every pause

Oh Lord, still my heart
Oh Lord, still my heart
Oh Lord, still my heart
oh Lord God

In my world, where the customer is king
in my world: the boss who shouts
jobs to do, the in-tray's never empty
every hour: the working life

In my world; there is no tomorrow
in my world, only now
time demands more than I can offer
life crowds in to every pause

Oh Lord, still my heart
Oh Lord, still my heart
Oh Lord, still my heart
oh Lord God

in my world, days stretch out before me
in my world; the silence shouts
yesterday, when my day had purpose
yesterday, a memory

Oh Lord, still my heart
Oh Lord, still my heart
Oh Lord, still my heart
oh Lord God

In Your courts, you are high and lifted up
In Your courts, Majesty
In Your courts; truth and mercy mingle,
In Your courts, I bend the knee

Oh Lord, fill my heart
Oh Lord, fill my heart
Oh Lord, fill my heart
oh, Lord God.

Lord have mercy.

Comments

[Richard L]

Thanks Caroline ... that just about sums it up. I love the phrase "life crowds in to every pause", and the way the prayer moves from a noisy place to one of worship, where the noise is still heard, but in the minor key, and in the background against the awesome majesty of God. I think this is why Isaiah 6 got to me in a big way this time round. Thanks for your encouraging comments back at "Pilgrim's Progress".

Blessings, Richard.