To the Beginning

What I thought I knew might not be true.
What I've dreamed about and said was You
May well have been just me.
We'll see;
Take me back to the beginning.

Strip me of ideals and boxes,
Bent from years of me standing on them.
Bring me down from their crooked perch
To stand alone on You,
My Rock,
Replace my box.

If I've thought wrong, re-think my thoughts.
If I've dreamed sideways guide these dreamy highways
To Your Kingdom.
What if I was wrong...
If what I want never does unfold...
If my hopes for Your Kingdom are not You own...
If You've still no plans to 'conquer Rome'
But bring liberty to captivity?
Can You still use me?

Raise Your Name in place of mine -
Make Jesus great through me made small.
Start at the beginning now;
Messiah, be my all in all.