You, the Lord

What is it, Lord, that even as I run,

I am found clinging to you?

Though darkness is in my heart,

a light is shining through.

The desires of my flesh

succumbing to your holy way.

When the battle rages on,

find me on my knees to pray.

As the chaos fights to be let in,

my shield and my hope you will be.

The enemy stands not a chance;

it is you, Lord, that sets me free.

During Adoration 2-19-23