Return to Embracing the Rain Poetry
A Different Me
Lord, I’ve grown so tired
Of this life I’ve called my own
Choosing my own pathways
Reaping what I’ve sown
Lord, I’ve never been more ready
For a brand new start
Take this human shell
And tear it all apart
Oh, Lord, give me-
A different voice
To praise your Holy name
A different ear
To hear all that You say
Different eyes
Set straight ahead that never veer
A different life
Built on faith, not fear
A different mind
To dwell on things above
A different heart
Shaped only by Your love
Oh, Lord, create a different me