My eyes are tired, aching
From the many tears I cry;
But You have promised
To wipe away every tear from my eye.
These tears I shed,
Come from a heart overwhelmed;
Overtaken by my state before You:
Powerless to change.
You have faith in me,
When I have none:
Neither in myself, nor You.
I fall among the hopeless.
But then the clouds break,
Your light and warmth dissolve
These walls I’ve built to keep You out,
To gain control I don’t even want.
I long to understand,
To be in command of my life.
But I cannot handle such responsibility,
I was never designed for that liability.
You created me, and all I have,
As an expression of LOVE.
Who am I to change Your masterpiece?
I am nothing but an expression of You!
That in itself gives me worth,
And a beauty I cannot contain.
But this glory is not mine to own,
It belongs to You Alone.
So surrender I cannot,
For I am too weak to kneel.
But fall I must and will,
In awe of Your constant mercies.
Words cannot tell of the times,
Countless, I have hid from You in shame.
But I stand before You now,
As one free of any blame.
By the Blood of Your Son,
A demonstration of LOVE surpassing all,
I am clothed in Your Righteousness,
Capable of one thing alone:
Being transformed by and in You,
Witnessing Your Marvelous work,
In, Around, and Beyond myself,
And responding as You make and move.
I am Yours--
The Work of Your hands.
My identity belongs to no one,
But You alone who shape it.
Only You have washed me,
So I dance with New Life!
I am filled with Your Word,
As You pour it into me.
Pour in Your Words of Life,
That I may overflow.
I then can do Nothing-
But speak TRUTH above and below.
Permeate my life LORD:
No Fear, no Burden, no Shame--
Beyond Your ability, outside Your Grace.
That Glory in me would Sound Your NAME.
