I Give It Up To You... Poem by david lessard

I thought I could make it on my own,
Now I realize, it isn't true;
Now I give it up to you,
What troubled me, you always knew.

Take my fractured life, and make it right,
My burdens are too much to carry;
You make my load so light,
I've wounds to heal and hurt to bury.

You were there, when I fell from grace,
I felt your prescence in the mire;
Now, I'm going through your fire,
Being refined in this perishable place.

Guide me throught the world's sweet snares,
Let me pass, unharmed...gulit-free;
Open my eyes and let me see,
Secure from the tempter's many lairs.

I know I cannot make it without you,
Everything I've done has failed;
Against everything I've railed,
Show me where to go and what to do.