Favor Found

If I’ve found favor in Your eyes
Do not pass Your servant by…

From the mouth of Abraham spoke
And in my heart a longing woke.

A longing of my Lord to see
And in His eyes to pleasing be.

To look upon His loving face
And know myself now clothed in Grace.

If I’ve found favor in Your eyes
Do not pass Your servant by…

In Abraham lay a servant’s heart
He would not let the Lord depart

Until upon Him he had shared
Sweet gifts of love his hands prepared.

Waters clear to wash His feet
Then food and drink, an offering sweet.

If I’ve found favor in Your eyes
Do not pass Your servant by…

Dear Lord, I come to You today
Before Your feet my life to lay

To offer You this pair of hands
Through which Your love can work its plans

Create in me that servant heart
Mold from this clay Grace’s work of art.

If I’ve found favor in Your eyes
Do not pass Your servant by…


[ reflection on Genesis 18:3 ]


© 6 January 2005
DeAnna L. Brooks