WHEN

            When I have all that I desire
            Running fine, can get no higher
            Why is that still not enough
            Satisfactions feeling rough
            Dream of things that will excite
            Seems the devil holds me tight
            In places that I want to leave
            Stifles me, I cannot breathe
            Past excursions still exist
            In the deepest lands of mist
            Holy Spirit, blow me clean
            Of all the things on which I lean
            Want a realness to my life
            Free of childish, selfish strife
            Show me what I need to do
            To be content in only You.