Too many things

Too many things running through my brain,
Will I have time to rest or go insane,
My heart's a mess,
And my soul's all troubled,
Give me peace Lord,
Your grace I behold.

Too many things going on,
What should I choose to focus,
My head's spinning,
My gut feeling's jumbled,
Give me your guidance Lord,
Your wisdom will be my stronghold.

I am yours Lord
To mould, to shape, to be put back in the furnace,
Just as a flower wilts away,
You spread the seeds far and wide,
And plant and root them firmly on good ground,
Do the same for me Lord.

Even when my flickering heart wanders away,
Don't begrudge me Lord,
I am yours forever, and forever more.

Calm the storm,
Pull me out of the raging sea,
Guide me over the mountain,
Through the mist and fog,
I come to you Lord,
Anew, afresh, and forever yours.