Accept

It was an absolute gift
When You made me right with You.
Am I humble enough
To accept Your grace?
Or, do I complain
That I want even more?

When I see fears stalking me,
I know they’ll not really harm
If I cling to Your hand;
Keep my eyes on You.
Accepting Your ways,
Your Presence is promised.

I must control my own life,
Relinquishing all control.
In handing, freely, to God
False thoughts of control.
He offers guidance,
If I’ll but accept Him.