Father, strike a chord in my heart
give me a key to your song
let me catch your tune
So that I may sing along
Some see me at peace to be
an empty slate and free
but this; in deafening silence
is my purpose unseen
I want not to stand along
more than the association
I seek my sounding mark
Your manuscript will display
I am aware of the hard purpose
the journey I may thread
but if such that you have penned
may lead acceptance over dread
Get me seated if You may
My attention comes flooding in
Help me come alive
Embarking on Your direction
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