Come apart, My child

It has been said, ‘Come apart before you come apart!’ This piece, set to a lovely tune that Peter Richards has written, and which Thomas Herzog plays for us, is a powerful reminder of the Lord’s call to daw close to Him. Lord, I am working so hard for You, desiring just to play my part and striding our beneath Your banner, longing to be true in heart. Come apart, My child. Come apart and rest awhile. You're in this for the long haul, and I desire Your humble all. Lord, I need time out from the maul, so I will seek to heed this call. But can I learn to rest within Your grace and peace. Come aside, My holy bride, You have not missed My grace, or lost the right to seek My face, for a contrite broken heart will surely be one that beats in time with Me. Dayspring from on high, draw Your presence night. To You goes all my longing, my treasured home and deep belonging. Sweep the dross from my soul, and take command and full control. Draw me deep beneath Your wing in fresh encounters with the King. Jesus, Lover of my soul I open wide my heart to embrace this intense adoring passion, for which Your blood was poured. For You have loved me even as the Father has loved you. Water the seeds I plant and grow them for Your glory, but let all You see in me be a broken contrite heart that beats in time with Yours. Press on, my child, into My heart. Let Christ be milestone guide and chart. Resist the sound of disappointment's chords and the guilt and envy that cut you with their swords; allow yourself to doubt your doubts and quiet the noise that darkness shouts. Sense the perfume that My love brings and set your face to the coming King.