Captive thoughts

Too often the lawyer
Rises inside my head
Serving out summonses
Arguing every case
Fictitious pleas
That fall on deaf ears
Ego at the centre
Edging God Out
When all I should do
Is fall to my knees
As iron sharpens iron
Faithful are the wounds of a friend
I must bring every thought captive
To Christ who is my head

Captive thoughts

Thoughts layered across my mind
Like ancient terraces spread out
Over mountain tops
Then descending into valleys low
Who can gather them all in
Like a stallion
They run wild
As the sun and moon
Rise and set
So these thoughts
Will rise and set
Brought captive
To the Living God
The mind of Christ
By faith
Now mine