If I am to be broken here tonight--
If 'tis thy purpose, why you draw me here,
I surrender to you without fear,
And turn my face into your lovely light.
Be then my portion; I will seek your name,
Empty and yet full, I am your child;
My heart at rest and yet awake, beguiled,
You call my name and I'm dissolved of shame.
Don't let go, Savior, I will rest in you,
And will not leave until your work is through.
postscript
Written at a formal after party when I could hardly keep my eyes open. But we were worshipping, and His lovely presence was so there....