A Passion, Lost

Some things you lose, other things you find
When passion is lost with it can you rebind?

Did I start just going through the motions?
Has my heart & mind become separated by oceans?

Waiting for the harvest that I've forgotten to sow
Can I be called grown if there is so much I don't know?

You wake, you work, you eat and you sleep
Complete the cycle: lather, rinse and repeat

The beatings and bruising of a fighting man
Only continue as the bout relentlessly veers from plan

Is there point in fighting if the war is already lost?
What's the point in trying if you can't brunt the cost?

Yet one with Christ we may boldly enter
Before Your throne and fall at Your feet in surrender

Who could scribe that everything You do amazes?
Whose lips are holy enough to speak Your praises?

Teach me O Lord, grant me Your wisdom, remove doubt
Hold me close and change me from the inside out

By Pete Scopes