Struggles make me more like You.
Hard times are prep for Your plan.
I submit my all to You.
Use my hands, feet and heart to touch others.
Immerse me in Your Spirit.
Teach me to fly and to carry Your burdens.
I accept Your call and welcome my demise.
Put away this flesh and fill up the spirit.
Sweep me away in the flow of Your glorious will.
There is so much strength and power being near You.
More of You and less of me.
My heart’s cry is to please You.
