O' God - Please hold my arms to this cross I bear;
Hold my arms to that which I have gotten myself into.
Press me to the grindstone and sharpen my wit,
My vision,
My ability to love.
O' Lord - Tear me apart;
To put me back together again.
Rip me to shreds -
To recreate me as you see fit.
Do not let me run from this that will not leave me unscathed.
Pull me from my own illusion to the transcendent realm of your power and might.
O' That I might taste your glory!
Pour upon my skin -
Burning and purging my essence from that which holds me back.
Lord Jesus - Rip apart my limbs of flesh -
- From the inside out.
Take and reform me:
RE-FORM me to the form you have for me to be.
Here I am: Your uncarved block.
Carve me and let it hurt.
For if it didn't;
Let me walk away from that which will not allow me to grow.
Pin me to this wood.
Pull me with your nails.
Bind me to this that will eventually do me in;
That which will resurect me:
Your Love
Hold my arms to that which I have gotten myself into.
Press me to the grindstone and sharpen my wit,
My vision,
My ability to love.
O' Lord - Tear me apart;
To put me back together again.
Rip me to shreds -
To recreate me as you see fit.
Do not let me run from this that will not leave me unscathed.
Pull me from my own illusion to the transcendent realm of your power and might.
O' That I might taste your glory!
Pour upon my skin -
Burning and purging my essence from that which holds me back.
Lord Jesus - Rip apart my limbs of flesh -
- From the inside out.
Take and reform me:
RE-FORM me to the form you have for me to be.
Here I am: Your uncarved block.
Carve me and let it hurt.
For if it didn't;
Let me walk away from that which will not allow me to grow.
Pin me to this wood.
Pull me with your nails.
Bind me to this that will eventually do me in;
That which will resurect me:
Your Love
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