Praise 2

Praise to the Lord who is the source of all creativity
Praise to Him that my writing has not become what I wanted
In my youth I had cried out to my God in covenant over my storytelling efforts
I bound myself with the promise I should not write for personal gain
I begged the Lord that if He should bless my efforts then I would make obedience my prize
Because He mercifully veiled the full cost of such wisdom, I held wisdom in my ignorant heart
In honesty and in truthfulness, I was spared guile so I could worship Him
For if He had cleansed my ignorance then my heart would have soured with fear
Only because of His mercy and wisdom was I able to make such a wise covenant
Praise to the Lord who is the source of all creativity

Praise to the Lord of unfailing love
Praise to Him that my writing has not become what I wanted
When I was disappointed by success, He renewed our covenant
When I was frustrated by my disappointment, He renewed our covenant
When I was angered by my frustration, He renewed our covenant
When I was disobedient in my anger, He renewed our covenant
Praise to Him that my writing has not become what I wanted
By His faithfulness I can learn humility
By His faithfulness I can learn obedience
By His faithfulness I can reclaim wisdom I never understood
By His faithfulness I can be His servant
Praise to Him that my writing has not become what I wanted
Praise to the Lord of unfailing love

Praise to the Lord who is the author of our sustenance
Praise to Him that my writing has not become what I wanted
In my ignorance, I would turn worship into bread
In His grace, my needs have been provided
In my selfishness, I would spurn worship for sin
In His mercy, I can still enter His presence
Praise to Him that my writing has not become what I wanted
Praise to the Lord who is the author of our sustenance