Come Live in Me, Yahweh

Why, do I feel so alone?
Why, must my soul yearn,
In a way that leaves me, breathless,
While my stomach so burns?

How can I escape,
While my body aches,
The road so easy to take.

To sulk in bed,
Negative thoughts in my head,
What can I do?
If I don’t have YOU?

I can chase the world,
Round and round,
Here and there,
My whole life bound,

Never finding peace,
Never any joy,
MORE would never be enough,
All I would have is, stuff.

Short-lived happiness,
Traded, for life eternal,
Fake, fame and love,
For the ONE who is there for
Those who ask HIM in…

Come live in me, YAHWEH,
Please come live in me.

When you live in me,
Is the only way I can see,
What is real indeed.

YAHWEH, please come live in me.
HARDER it is to bend on my knees.
But even harder is the answer to my prayers,
That… I must believe,
That YOU will come, live in me.

For I ask, and YOU give.
I seek and YOU, I find.
I knock, and YOU open,
My eyes that were blind.

Thank YOU – for coming to live in me.

I cannot do this road alone,
My adversary walks about,
Like a roaring lion,
Planning how to take me out.

My only weapon,
Is that YOU, come, live in me.
So that you can mold me,
Into who I need to be.

But only when YOU, come live in me.

When YOU live in me,
I can have peace,
I can be whole,
Put together, piece by piece.

As YOU live in me,
The evil one cannot.
For YOU are the power,
That has already fought,
For ME.

All I have to do, is ask,
That YOU please come live in me.

I need YOU, now, more than ever.
To stay and never leave,
To fill my house with YOUR glory,
So that through YOU, I may achieve,
YOUR will.
While,
YOU’RE living in me…

All glory be to YOU, ABBA FATHER YAHWEH, and not me. Amen.

-by sister Mirla Murillo