Come Thou Fount
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it for Thy courts above.
Lord, please give me the grace to be content where I am now, the patience to wait on Your timing, and the faith to know your hand is always on my heart.
There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable.
C.S. Lewis (via dailydoseofstuf)