My Redeemer

“Beautiful words stir my heart. I will recite a lovely poem about the king, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet.”
Psalms 45:1 NLT

Oh how I love Thee
I'm nothing without Thee
I cannot breathe without Thee
My thoughts ramble without Thee
My motives are impure without Thee
I desire the world without Thee
I hide in shame without Thee
I long to run away without Thee
My flesh rises up without Thee
I would not share without Thee
I would not care without Thee
I would be in despair without Thee
My heart rebels without Thee
Headed straight to hell without Thee
I desperately need Thee
Oh how I love Thee