When you wrinkled up the mountains with your fingertips
When you pressed in the lakes and the hollows just so
When you drew that wisp of cloud across the sky this morning
When you gave the sun its color and the breeze its scent

You knew as you painted the picture
The smile it would evoke on my face today
And I believe I can even see
You smiling back at me

Once, I surrendered my heart and soul,
Body and mind,
I rose up from the water
And felt free.
I thought that’s all I had to do,
But I find myself enslaved again.
Enough for salvation
Not enough for living
Not enough for giving
To the one whom I owe everything.
I didn’t realize surrender
Is an everyday thing
So daily I try to remind myself
To once again give myself,
My wants and dreams,
My dearest cares,
To the one who can give me everything;
And to rise up from the living water
Free.

This cancer devours me, leaving no trace
Of beauty that might have resided there –
Naught left inside me but this hollow place

Of shame. With you, whose burdens I would bear,
I want so desperately to share a taste
Of beauty. That might have resided there

Once, ages hence, yet now I am a shell;
And what have I to share with you but fear?
I want so desperately to share a taste

Of heaven’s love. My heart, with this thought near,
Awakens. Needy, then I have to sing
Of what I want to share with you. But fear

Consumes me even when I try to cling
To one who knows me. This hole in my heart
Awakens need, and then I have to sing

At first, lament, and then “How Great Thou Art” –
This anthem devours me leaving no other trace
Than the One who knows the whole of my heart –
Naught left inside me but this holy grace.

I don’t know what this cancer is
Eating me up from the inside out
There is so much I want to share
But the hole in my heart keeps expanding
‘Til there’s nothing left to give
Nothing left of me
but the hollow inside

Why do I find it so hard to cling
To the Spirit who fills me up from the inside out?
I’m His child; there’s nothing He would not share
Making the whole of my heart keep expanding
‘Til He is all I have to give
Nothing left of me
but the Spirit inside

I stood on a mountain today
And wanted to jump off
Into your arms.
Thank you, Lord,
For making mountains.