He is my Delight

Little one don’t be afraid
For no temptation comes
But what has passed through My hand first
Sifted through My love

I seek not to destroy you
Nor to make you strong
But to teach you how to lean on Me
Is why this trial’s prolonged

If I had rescued you at once
When your first cries began
You may have been happier
But Mine’s a bigger plan

It’s required that you be broken
For My glory to shine through
And isn’t this what you’ve cried out
For Me to do for you?

Rest in My hand, my little one
Trust me to do this task
Conforming you into my image
Just like you have asked

And the little one responds:

Who am I to struggle
Against my Lord and King?
I’ve trusted my soul to You
I trust You in this thing

And though I beg You stay Your hand
Hear not my feeble cries
For I’ll never know the glory
Until I first have died

So let the flesh then gasp and wail
And take its final breath
As glorious resurrection follows
Hard upon this death