The bringing of our unruly wills and affections into order will cost us something.
surrender
The Life I Owe
It's my life, isn't it?
Abba, Father
For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father.
The Nail, the Hammer, and the Master
If the hammer and nail could talk, their conversation might sound a little like this...
Not My Will
She walks beside the coursing stream Her mind well full of thoughts that seem To cloud her vision with their steam All but a dream, all but a dream...
The Abundant Heart 