Fix My Eyes

Fix My Eyes

By Rebekah L. Perkins

Oh how easily I become distracted from you!

How often my eyes are pulled from what is good and true,

My gaze is unsteady, constantly falling from your face,

But always you lead me back, in your grace.

I grow weary so easily, I constantly fall,

I take one step, only to stumble and be back to a crawl,

I falter, I wander, it's not always you that I seek,

On my own I am nothing -- I am too weak!

So many distractions from every direction,

But does any of it really measure up to your perfection?

A reflection of you is all I wish to be,

So let all else dim until it is only you I can see.