Lord make me blind to my own resolve To the personal pronouns To the 'Tolz' Let me see you in all I do Let your will be exalted above mine Help me put you first Lest I be cursed
What would Jesus do? What do you want me to be? What can I see, what should I see? Direct me, guide me You’re within me not external Your love reigns forever, it’s eternal So let me rely on your Spirit that lives within me And let the aspect of ‘within me’ not bring anxiety
The idea that I might glorify myself above thee Because it’s an honour for my body to be your cover, your temple So let me not take for granted Let me reverence, respect and honour your name
My tummy clenches I feel defenceless Because I realise I’ve been doing the opposite I’ve been relying on my own “sixth sense” But you embody and impact all my senses And you build up the fences
To guard my heart To keep it contrite for you And to set me apart For your glory only Quite literally the meaning of my name So help me not bring you disdain And make meaningless attempts To come above your reign
