"To You, O Lord, I call; my rock, be not deaf to me, lest, if you be silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit. Hear the voice of my pleas for mercy, when I cry to You for help, when I lift up my hands toward Your most holy sanctuary. Do not drag me off with the wicked, with the workers of evil, who speak peace with their neighbors while evil is in their hearts. Give to them according to their work and according to the evil of their deeds; give to them according to the work of their hands; render them their due reward. Because they do not regard the works of the Lord or the work of their hands; He will tear them down and build them up no more. Blessed be the Lord! For He has heard the voice of my pleas for mercy. The Lord is my strength and my shield; in Him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to Him. The Lord is the strength of His people; He is the saving refuge of His anointed. Oh, save Your people and bless Your heritage! Be their shepherd and carry them forever."
He wants me! He hears my plea, my surrender. My gratitude is weak.
Will I cling to the Rock? Will I surrender? Will I give up because I can't do it? Do I look for the fingerprints of God in this day? Am I looking for strength from someone or something other than God? Will I rest, trust, and believe and let Daddy carry me on His strong shoulders?
What's it gonna take to make me that desperate?
I see Jesus in you and love you more than you will ever know.
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