September Prayer

I give me,

I give all,

I give all of me,

To you, 

Jesus.

You have died for me

And that is the death of me.

Lord, come.

Take precedence

Over what is 

No more

So that 

All 

May see

Your light

Alone.

I lay my watchman now to sleep,

If You fill this one desire,

I give You my sceptre to keep,

But Lord, I do require:

Let my city
Be 

Forever broken.

Set up your camps

And make
Pastures of peace

Where the public place

Once had its seat.

Rule,

Over what

You make of me

And in your camps of rest,

In your pastures of peace,

I will find a home.

Beautiful Conqueror,

Make ruins of my broken city

Provide instead,
I plea,

A fortress

Of Living Water:

Eternal security.

Lord, to You alone

And forever be all

The glory,

Au nom de Jésus-Christ,

Amen.