Draw me near to the place

Draw me near to the place
Where once I knew
Your love so true

Bring me out
Of the coma
My mind

Can oft escape
I am yours
Bring me back

For in you
Nothing
I lack

I was made
In your image
Perfect

Yet still I
Get lost
In the lie

Never enough
Never satisfied
Never

Truth tells
A different
Story

I am enough
Made of
The greatest stuff

Formed in
Your hand
And perfectly planned

So with your power
And will restore
My heart

To the place of you
Where I can taste
And see

That you
Are good
My first love

My every thought
Is in your hand
Not a thing

Outside
Your will
May depart

For I am
Apart
Of

Your
Glorious
Work of art

-Joshua Lee Foist