BE MY HEART

The heart that beats within me
neglected, full of sinfulness,
it’s chambers rife with drafts and cold
scarred by hurts and brokeness.

It cries out in its woundedness
though all around hear not,
it loves with all its weaknesses
it loves with all it’s got.

Longing for new life and healing
yearning only to be whole,
to beat as one with Jesus
the Ruler of my soul.

Be my heart Lord Jesus
I invite You to come in,
replace the broken rhythm
with Your heart beat from within.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 01, 2000