A Mirrior Dimly Lit

Lord, the turmoil in my heart only you can know,
the depths of my own introspection fail to show
the inner workings that is me.
Why, Oh why, my heart denies
a circumspect view of why it cries.
I am my own greatest mystery.
My eyes are blinded to what in the mirror,
but on nothing else will my attention veer.
Lord Jesus, Father God, of You I want my attention to seek,
but alas all I see is me.
Lord grant me relief, give me your heart,
be a lamp unto my feet, show me where to start
this journey, the destination of where Myself - The World will depart.
God all I want is You but all I see is me.