Lower Me

My head is too proud,
My nose is too high.
I breath in the clouds
That roam through the sky

I'm selfish and stingy,
I think that I'm better.
I'm lazy at times
And not a go-getter.

I'm bossy, they say;
I don't doubt that it's true.
And now, dearest God,
I am coming to You.

Lower me, Lord
To the depths of the sea.
I do not deserve
What you've given to me.

Take my head in the sky
And bring it way down.
Lower me, Lord,
To the deep, deep ground.

Give me Your grace,
Let all pride depart,
And lower me into
The realms of Your heart.

~ Alyssa Marie Bentham ~

[ by: Alyssa Marie Bentham, Copyright © 2007 (bgbentham@yahoo.com) -- from Alyssa Bentham ]