You have descended, Spirit of the Living God
Shaping my soul, awakening my core
Creating the path, leading me on.
Astounded that I see gifts I never possessed
Welling up inside so fearlessly and boldly
Tearing down the walls I had built up
Making what was broken, whole.
My cup of life that had seemed
Broken, flawed and damaged
My perception, not Yours
Perfection never the goal
But my humanness, formed by You
You have given all for me
As witnessed by the gift of the cross
But have I received—really received
And surrendered all I am back to you?
Accepting the forming of my soul
This developing, slow growth inside
Instead of my anxious control
Embracing Your grace, my humanness
Rejoicing in the gift of the Spirit
Cherishing the unsolicited
As offerings of your design
the unknown
To treasure the unfulfilled
Learning to love the flaws
And sure now of their purpose
As I let go in gratefulness
To be used for your glory.
Finally, an open vessel.
Shaping my soul, awakening my core
Creating the path, leading me on.
Astounded that I see gifts I never possessed
Welling up inside so fearlessly and boldly
Tearing down the walls I had built up
Making what was broken, whole.
My cup of life that had seemed
Broken, flawed and damaged
My perception, not Yours
Perfection never the goal
But my humanness, formed by You
You have given all for me
As witnessed by the gift of the cross
But have I received—really received
And surrendered all I am back to you?
Accepting the forming of my soul
This developing, slow growth inside
Instead of my anxious control
Embracing Your grace, my humanness
Rejoicing in the gift of the Spirit
Cherishing the unsolicited
As offerings of your design
the unknown
To treasure the unfulfilled
Learning to love the flaws
And sure now of their purpose
As I let go in gratefulness
To be used for your glory.
Finally, an open vessel.
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