The sphere of your love
Is an ancient orb that flows
Down the shaft of my soul
Penetrating all those painful
Memories, covering them in
healing balm, washing away all sin
In cleansing blood. Reorienting
Me toward the Spirit
Remaking me into my origin.
My crooked soul, now upright
Lifted by the strength of your love.
The child inside is healed
The flame almost snuffed out
Once again kindled in this heat.
Burning passion almost dissolved
By the world, renewed in this sphere.
Shape me, my Lord, into your image.
Make me, my Lord, the servant you intend.
Take me, my Friend, into the space
Of your Kingdom, and show me things
My eyes have never seen.
Your heart is large enough for all
May we find ourselves there,
Together for all eternity.