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O great Shepherd, make my feet
like hinds’ feet. I am willing to go with You up to the mountain of
High Places. Change my name O God-Put that thorn of love in my
heart. Draw me- I will run to Thee. You are my hearts one desire. Bring me to Thy royal house to dwell there in Thy presence, O my
King. Perfect me in Your love, let me rise up and go away with
Thee -I have found You, whom I loveth so, I have held You and now I
can never let You go. You are the Rose of Sharon, the Lilly of the
Valley, the Bright and Morning Star. Oh come. Oh come Sweet Shepherd
and take my hand to walk up to the High Place together with Thee.
Oh lift me up to the High Place of love so I may
receive the power to pour myself down in utter abandonment of
self-giving. Uphold me by Your hand, support me by Your strength and
send Your guide to lead me where You want me to go. I will trust You
and do whatever you want.
As I look upon the face of my Great Shepherd, I
realize I cannot doubt you, nor can I turn away from following You.
In the entire world I have no one but You. Help me to follow You
even though it seems impossible. Help me to trust You as much as I
long to love You.
You, O Lord, who is so strong and yet so gentle, be
not less faithful and gracious to me, weak and cowardly though I am.
You delight in delivering me from all my fears and take them to the
High Places. I will go with You, lead the way my Shepherd. Your
Peace and Your Joy will be fulfilled in me as I follow You.
O deliver me from self-pride, O God. Do not let him
take me by the hand and lead me astray. Come to me, my Shepherd!
Come quickly! Rescue me, I am reaching out my hands to You, O God.
Pride had trodden on my feet, O God. Deliver me, My Shepherd- I
repent and ask Your forgiveness my King!
I love You enough Great Shepherd to accept the
postponement and the apparent contradiction of Your promises, and I
will go down into the desert wilderness. I will go with You, for You
know I do love You and You have the right to choose for me anything
You please. I humble myself before You, my King - I give You my
rebellious will, I surrender all to You Lord Jesus. I willingly lean
on You.
O Sweet Shepherd take me by the way of Egypt so I
too may be thrashed and grounded into the finest powder to become
bread corn for the use of others. Bruise and break me to be used of
Thee. Like clay on the potter’s wheel, mold me and reshape me,
Master Potter, do with me, as You will -I want to be clay in the hand
of the Master Potter.
Refine me, O God, as gold being smelted and where the
dross is removed in the furnace. “O thou afflicted tossed with
tempest and not comforted, behold, I will lay dry stones with fair
colors and lay thy foundation with sapphires. I will make thy
windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, all thy borders of
pleasant stones.” (Is. 54:11) Turn Your hand upon my
heart, purge away the dross, and refine me in Your fire and remake me at Your
Cross until I can shout my name is Acceptance with Joy!
O, cross the desert sands as swiftly as You can my
Shepherd, I need Thee! “When You hath tried me, I shall come forth as
gold. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the
morning.” O Lord, I thank You for leading me through the
wilderness. I was so empty and dry, but waiting thy time to be
filled to the brim with Your flood tide of Love.
Come to my deliverance and hurry, O my Lord-before
Resentment, Bitterness, and Self-Pity manages to take complete
control -Rescue me, my Shepherd! I give up and rebuke the weeds of
impatience in my heart. Forgive me, O Lord for thinking that You
were allowing me to follow the path of impatience and that You had
forgotten Your promise to me. I tell You now with all my heart that
You are my Shepherd whose voice I love to hear and obey. I will
wait patiently until You give me my hearts desire.
Lord Jesus, I lay down my whole will to Thee as a
burnt offering. I delight to do Thy will, O God. “And now shall mine
head be lifted up above mine enemies round about; therefore I will
sing praises unto the Lord; Yea I will offer the sacrifice of joy
and will praise the Name of the Lord.” (Ps 27:6)
Behold, Lord Jesus, here I am; Thy handmaiden, all
that is in my heart is Yours. Welcome Great Shepherd, a thousand
times welcome, all that I have is Yours to do as You please.
O Lord, rescue me again for I am oppressed; help me,
my fears have taken hold upon me and I am ashamed to look up. Your
word says, “You have a very tender compassion for those who are
afraid.”
Sweet Jesus, the path You have chosen for me looks so
dreadful, so impossible. I turn giddy and faint whenever I look at
it. Forgive me Lord, You told me You would make my feet as hind’s
feet and set me upon my High Places. You have brought me on purpose
to this back side of the dessert where the mountains are steep and
where there are no paths, but the tracks of the deer and of the
mountain goats to follow where Your promises will be fulfilled. Now I
shall see what You will do. You will turn my weakness into strength
and my fear into faith, and that which has been marred into
perfection. Your special work is transforming me into an
extraordinary vessel.
Lord, I believe You can change me into a mountain
goat and get me to the top of the mountain! Whatever it takes,
Master, have Your will and Your way in me. Nothing else matters. I
lay my will down before You, my Shepherd as I climb towards the
mountain of Love. “Whom have I in heaven but Thee, and there is none
upon earth that I desire but Thee.” O Master Shepherd, I want to go
higher with Thee. Lead me, O God, to the next stage of my way to the
High Place. Even if You lead me through the Valley of the Shadow of
Death itself, I need not fear, for Your rod and Your staff will
comfort me. “I shall shalt not be afraid of the terror by night;
nor of the arrow that flieth by day, nor of the pestilence that
walketh in darkness; nor of the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
Though a thousand fall at my side, and ten thousand at my right
hand, it shall not come nigh me…For You will cover me with Your
feathers and under Your wings shalt I trust. in Thee.” (Ps 91:4-7
)I put my trust in You, my Lord. I love You deeply and
I trust You completely and I long to trust You more.
Lord Jesus, My Shepherd! Help me! Where are You? Don’t leave me! You
may do anything, Master. You may ask anything, only don’t let me
leave You. If you must deceive me, my Lord about the promises and
the hind’s feet and the new name, indeed You may; only do not let me
leave You. Do not let anyone or anything turn me back to that old
self. Your word says, no one, not even my shrinking heart, can
pluck me out of Your hand. Your Word says, “This delay is not
unto death, but for the glory of God.” O remember Your promise, my
Lord, My ears shall hear a word behind me saying, ”This is the
way, walk ye in it, when you turn to the right hand or the left.”
Yes, Lord, I will bear this too, as I go down the
path of forgiveness into the Valley of Loss. If that is Your choice
for me, I will go where You want me to go.
“Entreat me not to leave
You, or to return from following after you; for where You go, I will
go; Your people will be my people; and your God my God. And where
you die, I will die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to
me and more is ought but death parts you and me. (Ruth 1:16-17)
With my whole will, O God, I want to satisfy You and
please You. My passion and desire is to be near You, my
Shepherd. All I want in life is to follow You forever. Nothing of
this world can fill the void in my life but My Shepherd. Nothing
else matters I only want to love You and do Your will for my life.
I cast myself down in total abandonment to Thee, my
Shepherd. I want that joy unspeakable, and full of glory in the
abandonment of Your loving arms. I have only one desire; and that's to go down
and down and down to give myself with no reserve or holding back of
any kind to Thee.
O my King, My Master Shepherd, I want so desperately
for a piece of burning coal from Your alter to touch my lips and
cleanse me of all iniquity. “Lo, this has touched thy lips; and
thine iniquity is taken away, and thy sin purged.” (Is. 6:7)
Bind me to the altar in some way so that I cannot
move. I do not want to be found struggling while Your will is being
done. “ Lord God You are my strength, and You will make my feet
like hind’s feet and You will make me to walk upon High Places.
To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.” (Hab 3:19) I long to go
higher with Thee. Lord, open my eyes to see more of Your light. Help
me to a fuller understanding. I want unbroken fellowship with You,
my King. Walk with me where I walk, sit with me where I sit and
allow Peace and Joy to accompany us.
I accept with joy all that You have allowed to happen
to me on my journey and everything to where the paths lead. I am
never to avoid it, but accept it and lay down my own will on the
altar and say, ”Behold me, I am your handmaiden.” I have learned to
forgive, to let go of bitterness, and to grow in Your love. I have
learned that You do not see me as a weak and crooked or cowardly
vessel but You see me as Your designed me to be from the beginning.
You always treat me as if I were a queen, with much love and
graciousness. My Lord, I want to regard others in the same way.
There is no circumstance in life, no matter how crooked, distorted
or ugly it appears to be, if I react to it in love, in forgiveness
and in obedience to Your will, it can be transformed.
I must remember that as long as I live in agape love and in joy and
acceptance I can never again become crippled, and I can follow You
where ever You lead.. I’ll be able to go down into the Valleys of
the world to work with You there, and it's where the evil and
sorrowful and ugly things there I need to overcome.
O great Shepherd, take my hand and lead me, teach me
how to reach others as You teach me Your ways. Teach me and I will
say it for You as Your willing vessel. Let everyone in the valleys
of un-forgiveness, of bitterness, of gloominess see what You have
for me. when they see Joy and Peace accompanying me. I do think that in the end You
can help them too. I plead for them my King, that their misery and
loveliness and sorrow will make them more willing to listen to news
of Your grace and of Your desire to help them. I want to pour out my
life in gladdest abandonment, leaping down with You to the
sorrowful, desolate places below, to share with others the wonderful
new life You have given to me. Let me pour fourth myself in Love’s
abandonment of self-giving.
Written and compiled by VSD-G
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