feeling too much of me...

When it feels like too much of me...
my voice booming volumes over His...
it's time to be quiet...

I don't want my words... drowning out His...

Lord... I give you my mouth... my thoughts... my words...

Accept, I beseech You, the freewill offerings of my mouth,

O Lord, and teach me Your ordinances.

Psalm 119:108 Amp