I don't know
Lord I don't know where these words come from
I haven't got a clue
But this one thing I'm sure of
This gift is from You.
You're my Creator my Sustainer
the author of my faith
And if this is what You ask me to share
Let me not hide it away.
A broken vessel, a jar of clay
Sometimes I've struggled without hope
Relied on my own strength, fallen short
And have come to the end of my rope.
But now I'm glad where I am
And the path You've brought me through
'Cause I've never been alone
Beside me there's always been You
So I lay down my defenses
You've broken my chains
Now I'm a prisoner of hope
And that's where I'd like to remain
And Lord, the way ahead is scary
And we can't always feel Your hand
But let us move from feelings
And trust in Your good plans
And Lord make us blessings
To others in distress
Through quiet carrying out of our duty
Or a thought and warm embrace
Be a city on a hill
Shine our light charged by You
Be witnesses to Your saving grace
To Jesus..the Way, the Life and the Truth.
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