I called on the Lord when I found my ropes end
I laid it all down and from my own way, fled
He opened my eyes to my pride and control
For I thought I knew better than my God and Lord.
The humble and contrite He’ll never despise
But pride and control He’ll oppose and defy
Why do we human’s think that we know best
Why do we maneuver and pound on our chests?
God in His mercy, knew I needed change
So He sent me trials and He sent the rain
As storms raged and battered my proud heart and soul
I sought only escape from those trials and storms.
I set out to stop them, to fix all the problems
But it only got worse… for I could not solve them
When I finally grew weary, I looked up and cried
O God I surrender; forgive all my pride!
Please help me Father, to submit my whole heart
To the true Lord and Savior; my shield and rampart
O help me to blossom, right here in my problems
To give You control in my trials and losses.
God brought me through trials to open my eyes
To help me to see that my ways bring demise
God knows the big picture, the beginning from end
He doesn’t zoom in on each day’s twist and bends.
O Lord give us sight to see like You do
To walk upon trials and focus on You
To fix our weak eyes on eternity’s picture
That we might rise up from the ashes, a victor!
All blessing and honor and praise to our Lord
The maker of heaven; keeper of our souls
May we be a fragrance that wafts up to You
As we bow to Your plans and submit to Your truth.
Call on the Lord with a heart bare and open
With pride put away and control crushed and broken
Submitting our hearts to the only true God
For He quickly hears cries from a humble heart.
Rhonda Shelford Jansen