In Whole

I have died a million times, And this has shaped my soul, But I need to die again, And give Thee my life in whole. I don’t yet know how to, Or if I even want to yet, But I know if I don’t do it soon, I will forever regret. These deep perils inside, Cut me up so treacherously. Can I find a friend, in whom I can confide, Who will love me zealously? My few are out there trying, While I’m in here, just dying. The tyrants of the tide, are pulling and prying, To cut me off, and thwart me from rising. These are things, not surprising, But things I’m just now realizing. I keep unwinding, never compromising. My standards are set by the Most High. I can go on with Thee alone, But I would love it if others came along. I know somewhere there are some, Who believe the way I do, who also remain true. I hope I’ll find them soon, But until then I’ll see the moon, And night stars in these skies, With me in their glorious lights.