Focused

Focused on You, may my thoughts ever be
Entangled with yours, clear my eyes, help me see …
Glimpses of grace, fragments of home
Reminders to me that I’m not alone,

In fighting this fight, in conquering sin
So present, so real, so embedded within …
This world where I live that turns a deaf ear
To what’s noble, what’s right, what’s true, and what’s clear,

In your Word, from your lips
On the cross, beyond the grave.
I am free from the curse
I’m no longer a slave,

To my past, to my fears
To mistakes in younger years.
You were there, you are here
You are present, you are near.

To lend your power
To perfect in me
All that’s not holy
All I’ve yet to fully be.

So fix my eyes, Lord, fix my heart,
Fix my thoughts, all on Thee
Walk me forward, walk me home
To the place I long to be.

Next to you
Hand in hand
Heart to heart
You’re where I will stand.

Even now
Even then
Even always,
Amen.

(F. Elaine Olsen, 10-13-16, all rights reserved.)

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4 Responses to Focused

  1. Your prayer poem is beautiful…I was captivated by the first stanza and especially loved this portion – ” Glimpses of grace, fragments of home
    Reminders to me that I’m not alone..”

  2. THIS>>>> Walk me forward, walk me home
    To the place I long to be.
    Next to you
    Hand in hand
    Heart to heart
    You’re where I will stand.

    Well, it nearly made me cry. I’m weary of this sin-stained world, and eager for a glimpse of Jesus face. Come, Lord Jesus. Come.