A New Poem/Song

Occasionally I write verse online, for all to watch the bumbling and fumbling of the writing process. Tonight on the way home from work I thought of some lines. Let's see where it goes.

Ambivalence

The power in your hand is greater than my courage,
My legs quiver before the weight of your sword,
Those eyes so sure and confident see through me,
And push me into the deepest corners of the world,

But Your love frees me
Frees me to approach your throne
Your love, my Lord, it frees me
Frees me to know you and be known
Frees me to look upon your face
Frees me to revel in the grace of your presence
Frees me from my fear,
And frees me to call you Father

The holiness that sits in you, it cowers me
Sends me crawling away in my shame
Finds me hiding in the darkness of forgotten sin
Shivering at the mention of your name

But Your love frees me, Lord,
Frees me to stride up to your throne,
Your love, my Lord, it frees me,
Frees me to know you and be known,
Frees me to look upon your face
Frees me to revel in the grace of your presence
Frees me from my fear
Frees me to call you Father

The wrath that I have read of, the justice of your heart,
I know that I am subject to it like the rest
How can I know peace when I know Your wrath?

I have to stop here for the night. That last verse isn't even a rough draft. It is to a rough draft like a game trail is to a dirt road. But that's writing for you. Good night.