I Remember what it was Like

I remember what it was like to be blind,
Searching for truth in the darkness and despair.
But then He revealed Himself to me,
And now I see, His truth is everywhere.

I feel sorrow and pity for those who don't know Him,
Especially for His chosen elect, still waiting to see.
How could anyone who believes, have any pride,
When everything they have is a gift from Thee?

But I too struggle with pride, oh Lord,
Even pride in Your grace and Your love.
Purge my heart of all self righteousness,
Fill it with Your love from above.

Help me to lean on Your Spirit, dear Lord,
For all things, and not on my own understanding.
Prepare my heart for eternity, I pray,
Filled with Your love, overflowing and expanding.

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