May the vision of you be the Death of me

God my Savior King,
You have called me up out of my destruction.
And I continuously run back to it.
You hold e world in your hands,
and I feel as if I must try to carry it on my shoulders.
You called us to follow you completely,
and I chase other things like they are my savior instead.
You own the cattle on all the Hills in every country,
and yet I think it is up to me to build my financial tower.
My life is not my own, You have created this beating heart.

You took my cold dead life and made it new,
and I had nothing to do with it.
Why do I try these things on my own.
When it is you who Saves, and keeps me.
It is you who made this wretched man clean.

May I pursue the vision of your Glory that you have placed in me,
and may I die doing the work you have called me to.
Because that is the only thing worth pursuing in this life.

Soli Deo Gloria