He's still working on Me

My tree is rooted in Christ I know

He is my rock, a seed that I sow 

To serve Him is out of love 

Give Him glory in songs we sing of 

What are the fruits my tree grows? 

I try and fail this is how my story goes 

I aim to please and it falls down 

This is when my knees hit the ground 

Why?  What do you want from me? 

A relationship, I know, can't you see I'm on my knees?

I beg you, I cry out, my soul earns for you.

Put me to work, what will you have me do? 

Sit alone, to think and pray? 

Abandoned, overthinker, I have so much to say. 

The lies in my head say all hope is lost 

But you say you already paid what it cost 

I'm broken down and humbled by the wait 

Stop trying so hard, be still, God is great

My heart still heavy after I've given it to you

I'm ready to listen stop letting logic break through

What seems small God sees the real rate 

Doing what I am is what is on my plate 

When I fail do I get back up and try again? 

Is it over or does God say when? 

Never defeated just rerouted at best 

Change directions is God's little test 

Faith is hope that grows with each detour 

You mold us and make us to become more mature 

Bends our branches but they do not break 

The fruits you produce are everlasting not confused with fake

You are the potter, and I am the clay 

Things will be better if I do it your way 

Correction is hard no matter how far I have come 

I know it with love because who it's from 

A God who is Holy and His nature is true 

I'm glad I was chosen among the few 

I know you, I hear you, your voice is clear

Even so I might not always like what I hear 

To be corrected by you means your care 

For this I know I am your heir 

A daughter of a king, at my weakness you still see 

To make me what i should be, Christ working on me 

Wrote by Hannah Austin 

5/25/25 @ 8:19 PM