Praying to Yahweh

So far this year God seems to be slowly, progressively breaking my heart over my own sin, the waywardness of God's people in general, the pain and suffering in the world, the lost condition of the world, creating within me an overwhelming desire to see Jesus redeem it all. This breaking seems to be intensifying, and yet I am finding relief in Jesus and the hope of the expanse of his kingdom. It has been moving me to pray. I bring this up because today, as I was listening to U2's newest album, a song seemed to capture my heart in the midst of all of this. A song. A prayer really.

Yahweh
Take these shoes
Click clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes
And make them fit
Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean
Take this soul
Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul
And make it sing

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I’m waiting for the dawn

Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands
Don’t make a fist
Take this mouth
So quick to criticize
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I’m waiting for the dawn

Still waiting for the dawn, the sun is coming up
The sun is coming up on the ocean
This love is like a drop in the ocean
This love is like a drop in the ocean

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, tell me now
Why the dark before the dawn?

Take this city
A city should be shining on a hill
Take this city
If it be your will
What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And make it break
(from How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb)