Lift me not too high, Lord, lest I fall in love with this life and hope in its endurance.
Keep my life with its bumps and barriers, so I seek your guidance and long for your comfort and presence.
Please don’t break my spirit, Lord, as I need hope near enough to press on.
Grant me some free and open road, Lord, with moments to sustain me.
But lift me not too high, lest I forget the road is narrow.
Show me the purity of Love, Lord, so I can long and strive to dwell there.
And give me just a glimpse, Lord, of what perfection looks like.
For the temporal is fading and the revelation is upon us.
Lift me not too high, Lord, lest I’m too glad to hope.