Like Saul, I pushed and pushed and pushed,
until stopped by Love in my tracks.
Blinded by self-will, I asked,
“Please tell me—who are you, Lord?”
“I am Jesus,” the Christ replied,
“It is hard for you to kick against the pricks.
Be still, my child—nothing is amiss.
In Love you abide.”
My hand in Love’s, I was free—
childlike, obedient, meek.
Now I see, it is You I seek—
no human plan can lead me where I long to be.
My path is Spiritbound.
The scales of hate have dropped away.
No tomb of self-will or fleshly veil of clay
can darken the joy I have found.
I am free to do God’s will!
Washed clean in the river of boundless light,
flowing freely from my God, my Life,
my heart now with Your grace is filled.