It’s all about killing me, it’s true.
It’s all about trading I for You.
It’s only the hardest thing.
Any of us,
could ever do.
It’s all about surrender to the core.
Death to life to death no more,
It’s a faith that sees,
far beyond,
what these eyes absorb.
Take my life, my mind, my dreams,
my thoughts, my songs, my screams.
Let them be nothing…
… before Thee.
It’s all about all I feel inside.
All that I show and all I hide.
It’s all about all of me,
being Yours,
All the time.
So take the pressures of the day
and the restless sleep away…
Let them be nothing…
… before Thee.
Take my heart, my words, my pride
and any good You find inside,
Let them be nothing…
… before Thee.
Take any fear that does impede
my surrender full indeed
Let them be nothing…
… before Thee.
Take my great lengths and great pains,
this voice for You that strains
Let them be only…
… for Thee.
Copyright 2010 David D. Vande Velde
