FINAL CUT
Lord, You know my heart's desire;
You're the one who lit this fire.
Please let me serve You in some way;
And grow in Spirit each new day;
To be a channel You can use,
To send Your blessings as You choose;
Perhaps to plant a seed of love,
Which comes from only You above;
Or maybe help to kill a weed,
Strangling Your sprouted seed;
To show the fruit of LOVE from You,
The Fountainhead of all that's true;
And maybe share some of Your JOYS,
With any of Your girls or boys;
Or when I come upon some strife,
To bring some PEACE into that life;
To show Your PATIENCE with the lost,
Whom You redeemed at such great cost;
To show Your KINDNESS to some soul,
And maybe bring them to Your fold;
To leave a bit of GOODNESS where,
No one seems to know, or care;
About the GENTLENESS they'll find,
If they let You inside their mind;
To tell them of Your FAITHFULNESS,
And help them feel Your love's caress.
If You let me fulfill this role,
I need Your help with SELF CONTROL.
Remember I'm only a man,
Willing to do what I can,
But You're the One who holds the key,
To what has been and what will be.
You filled me with Your Spirit fire.
Show me now what You require.
Lead me as You'll have me go;
Teach me what I need to know.
'Tis You who raised me from the mire.
Now You're the sum of my desire.
You set my sights on things much higher.
And let me hear Your angels choir,
Fanning flames of my desire,
To follow You, and never tire.
Do as You wish, no matter what,
Just let me make Your final cut.
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