I Seek A Liturgy

Ah, my Father, this you seek:
Worshippers in truth and heart,
But I find throughout the week
This to be a trying part.
What within Your word commands
When to kneel or where to look?
Shall I sing and raise my hands
Or peruse Your holy book?
My flesh would seek a liturgy

Instead of choosing simple praise.

You wish I'd set Your Spirit free

To worship you in many ways.

For when Your Spirit acts upon

The truth I've hidden in my mind,

My life's a living liturgy,

I find.