Not my will but Yours be done.

It doesn't quite matter at this exact moment just what I've done...
The mere fact of knowing I've done my best appeases my soul.
Today's temptations were put to rest with a firm hand.
And I will remember I have done good.
I gave it to God and listened to his words.
I heard His voice in my heart today.
Sweet solemn peacefulness in a world of confusion and chaos.
My God told me what was righteous, what was moral and just.
Driving as I usually do down Herndon I spoke with Him
to forfeit my concern, find wisdom and believe.
Somehow He gave me my words within His own.
Just as He has done before.
I trust Him and how incredible that feels...
To know that I have the great I Am holding my weak hands.
Pulsing through my viens, my faith burns passionately.
His steady hand laid on my shoulders,
brushing the hair from my ear so that I may hear.
Taking the pain from my muscles so I may move.
Removing the doubt from my mind so I may surrender,
so that I may pray with assurance.
Destined for His Will
Ultimately craving His plan. I am here.