He Sees My Heart
He sees my heart
The deepest part
Where my dark secret lies
He sees my heart
And all I hide
It fills tears in His eyes
He knows my frame
That I am weak
And so he gently waits
For me to ask Him
To come in
And clean all that he hates
I hear the knock
Upon my door
He’s on the other side
He won’t come in
By divine force
Love his hands have tied
I need to invite Him
To my home
And ask Him if He’ll stay
The Refiner of
This soiled heart
Loves to hear me pray
And so He comes
And so He enters
My heart is not the same
He has removed
All that allures
Given my heart His name!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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