Friday, September 19, 2008

what You will

i'm not sure where to begin
guess i'll say it loud and clear
do with me what You will oh Lord,
i'm Yours while i'm down here

You can feed me to the lions
You can send me over seas
You can hold me like a baby
You can bring me to my knees

You can lead me to the desert
You can march me up a mountain
You can leave me in this small town,
just as long as You're my Fountain

do with me what You can
take all of who i am
and when i fight You like a fool
don't let go of my hand.

there was some kind of woman priest today
sitting at the coffee shop
she was like a ship without a sail,
like hands without a clock.
 
without the Truth we all will flounder
tossed from one lie to another
wanting for someone to tickle our ears
while our souls are torn asunder

we are strangers in this town,
or wherever we roam it's true
do with us what You will,
Beloved we belong to You

i heard there are Pirates back on the high seas
pillaging and stealing from everyone they meet
send me to the captain of this wayward band of thieves,
and i'll tell him of Your cross, Your forgiveness, and Your peace.

do with me what You will,
please,please,please Lord,
do with me what You will
what You will, what You will.

wkm
Oxford MS, coffee shop

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