Slow Change

Lead me on the straightest paths to you
Take me to the ways that will fill me to the measure and more
Why won't you rush to help me grow?

You have been gentle with me
But I would rather be broken than complacent
I would prefer to be hurt over half-hearted

You have been so kind to me
Showing me again and again your ways
Teaching me in the quiet of the morning

I'm learning how lost I really am
My divided heart
So much weaker than I had believed

But your mercies are new every day
Your gift of redemption is a well that never runs dry
A final act of sacrifice that defies understanding

And patiently you guide me
You give me strength to change and love
Until my eyes can see your face