January 25, 2008

Offering

More than the words I sing
To a simple melody
More than the gifts I bring
Or the very thoughts I think

Every breath I breathe
Is a gift of your mercy
Forming, filling me
For life with you

Every hour, every day
Only your power sustains
Seeking my praise
Drawing me to you

Every friend in need
Is a heart where grace precedes
Regardless race or creed
To love like you

Learning to seek your face
Trust and hope in grace
To lose in this rat race
And follow you

Ordinary, commonplace
To serve behind the scenes
Ridiculous and out of place
I am the offering

More than the words I sing
To a simple melody
More than the gifts I bring
Or the very thoughts I think

To worship, abandon,
To find life in you
Die to myself
O, I’m just a fool
I am the offering

1 comment:

Keeper said...

This would make a good song...