Lord, I must be
yours alone.
Teach me I am not my own.
Crush and mold this heart of stone.
In your image make it.
Willful, stubborn,
Lord, it's true-
I do what I want to do.
Let me learn to follow you.
Take my will and break it.
From my self I
would be free.
Take all my identity,
Fill with your humility.
Seize my pride and shake it.
When a helpless
wreck I am,
Take me and rebuild the sham
To be like the Living Lamb,
My life, on Him I stake it.