Seeznak

Weak Song / Sauce

Middling today, in a blank state

of wishing I was somewhere else,

Something further, something more.

Today, for me, “Christ is great!”

-that great cry of heart-worship-

Is just a thought, and not a passion.

But what if this little song

That says so little, and weakly so,

is the Spirit’s work in me?

To lament my inachievement,

Isn’t that a cry for help,

A call for mercy to my Lord?

‘When I am weak’- that would be now…

Yet I am told that it’s the way

God chose (in me) to make Christ great.