My Coward Heart

Father,

I want to know Thee, 

but my coward heart fears to give up its toys. 

I cannot part with them 

without inward bleeding, 

and I do not try to hide from Thee 

the terror of the parting. 

I come trembling, but I do come. 

Please root from my heart all Those things 

which I have cherished so long 

and which have become 

a very part of my living self, 

so that Thou mayest enter 

and dwell there without a rival. 

Then shalt Thou make 

the place of Thy feet glorious. 

Then shall my heart have no need of the sun to shine in it, 

for Thyself wilt be the light of it, 

and there shall be no night there. 

In Jesus' name, Amen.

(a prayer by A.W Tozer in The Pursuit of God; photo by Simon via pixabay.com)