With Some Duct Tape and a Plow

[3/4 time, with cheer. © Chelsea Bucci 2018]

Help me like Moses, with all of my prose and 
expounding on why I just can't obey -
All of my reasons and fears of this season,
Oh God, I just want to be Yours.
Help me like Jonah
throw'n everything over,
assuring You over my shoulder, while
running the other way,
Lord, thwart me when I stray -
God, I just want to be Yours.
Help me like Your Hezekiah,
begging for just one more hour -
Let me heed warnings of 'my way' and 'my power' -
God, I just want to be Yours.
Oh I remember this freefall, 
the thrill and the joy of abandoning
every last reason and fear of this season -
Oh God, I remember, I'm Yours.