Each Friday I post one of my poems.
Lord, give me ears, that I may hear your knock,
And courage to invite my Master in
And bend my neck under his lighter yoke.
Oh, fill my ears up with your holy Law,
By which I may discern what paths are right,
That I’ll no longer chase the Siren call
That led me into peril on the rocks.
Lord, stir your Spirit’s fire up in me
To melt, or set ablaze, whatever chain
Has held me in this miry place so long.
Oh, bind your better burden on my back
And lead me surely on your firmer ground;
And at your house’s doorpost, pierce my ear
That I’ll your faithful servant ever be.
I wrote this a couple of weeks ago; I had recently listened to a sermon which touched on, among other passages, the “behold, I stand at the door and knock” statement, and my reading in Deuteronomy had just gone over the laws about servants. These, and other passages, combined in my mind to create this poem-prayer.
As always, I earnestly welcome your comments, suggestions, questions, critique, or other feedback about this or any other part of my work. (In other words, if you liked this poem, or you didn’t like it, or it made you think of something, or … please let me know.) If you liked this, you can also read other poems I’ve written here on my blog (starting with yesterday’s archive installment, since the full archive is by now somewhat daunting) ; I’d especially like to know which poems you think are my best.
This poem is also posted on my wiki.