His Own

Abba,

you are holy and perfect,

your Word is ever true,

and I cherish your words

over my heart, my mind, my life.

Thank you for your songs of joy,

your delight, singing and rejoicing;

your love for me,

your hope and strength.

The lies and flaming arrows of the enemy

disintegrate in your presence,

you call me beautiful.

Grant me faith

to wrap my heart around your words that bring life,

telling me I have no lack in you,

but all that I need to grow and give.

Let me arise fully as your child,

blooming where you call,

and help me not to hide anymore,

but to shine your light.

I bless you Abba,

thank you for calling me your own.

Amen.