This Fragile Heart

This fragile heart is cracking and seems to be destined for pain
Indeed it is quite sadly lacking, and all of its motives are vain

My quivering soul seems unable to hold up when put to the test
Its stability is famously unstable, and its certainty doubtful at best

The mind above all is confusing and often will argue two sides
Either way I end up losing and find myself running to hide

Less than these would I praise power, for it fades as fast as the dew
And the might of a man is a vapor, and his reach is surpassed by his view

So why You would want my affection remains a great mystery to me
My most eloquent, earnest confession still comes as a pale, broken piece

My heart cannot love what you are worth; my soul cannot follow You true
My mind can’t conceive what You pour forth; my strength can never do

I still am infected with leaven, and all my parts prone to deceit
You call me upward to heaven while the ground still pulls at my feet

But You placed deep within me a Fire, Whose source must be from Above
It burns to be what You desire; with all my heart, soul, and power to love

So my feeble attempts I’ll surrender, and attempt to shore up their frame
For the only results I can render comes from the strength of Your name