In the morning's ache of impatience,
though all my thoughts are reckless,
though my prayers are short and scattered,
you stir my heart's affections for you.
I cry out at every blurry daybreak
with greedy, grasping paws
for your firm grip of faithfulness
to lather on love's thick cement
that binds me in obedience.
My alacrity is peeled and frayed,
Sin's teeth sink deep with vengeance.
And when idolatry persuades
Shackle me, neck, hand, and foot
to your steadfast and piercing word.
You calm my restless limbs
You soothe my blistered cravings
And with you, Lord, my heart explodes
with joy, and soul-sighing Peace
that defies explanation.