I Will Not Be Yours

Creeping up like a lion to its prey
You want to devour me
Seduce me
Reduce me to that confused little girl I once was

You want me to crave and need this sin of love
That is not really love at all
but a lie
a great defeat
that breeds deceit

Let me go, set me free, rescue me
from this ache in the pit of my being
gnawing
and licking my wounds
and my claws

You have no hold over me and yet
you continue to creep
but I will not be your catch
so leave

I cry out to You who saves, rescue me from the one who hunts me!
Secure me and give me peace
I beg
peace

I Give My Life To Thee

Oh God, please forgive my flesh
as it wages war on my soul
Remind me how I am not my own
for You have paid the toll

When the darkness comes and the enemy prowls
may I throw myself upon You
Because selfish desires lead to mighty fires
and my strength alone won't do

Remind me how you took my place, trading sin for grace
even though I deserve the flame
What a monster am I to wallow in pity
I should hide my face in shame

But NO I won't!
for this is why you died
That I may approach the throne of grace
for my sin has already been tried!

Oh thank you my Savior!
Thank you for choosing me
A willing bond-servant now am I
so my life I give to Thee

I will flee, I will flee...

We Are Yours

You’ve called our name, you’ve sought us out
You gave us a song of praise
You set our feet upon a rock
now set our spirits ablaze

Remind us when we first tasted Your goodness
when we could not keep our lips sealed
When we testified to all who would listen
What Jesus in our lives had revealed

Take us to that place again
and burn our hearts anew
Take worship beyond words from our mouth
Let it be more than just something we do

Compel Your servants to full devotion
and by Your Spirit we’ll strive
to live like Christ and not grow dim
but in Him be fully alive

We are willing to be a people going beyond church walls
to be Your mouth, Your hands, and Your feet
So blot out our fears and complacency
and send us to the street

There is power in the gospel, when Your hand is upon Your saints
You have given us what we need from above
Now we just have to get out of ourselves
and spill out Your truth and love

Let’s splash those around us with authentic spirits
taking off any masks we may wear
Let’s carry the burdens of our fellow saints
and leave drops of compassion and care

So with confidence we approach the throne of grace
With a commitment to yield fully to You
I offer my mind, heart and soul
as vessels Your Spirit lives through

Let This Be The Year

Let this be the year Lord,
that we finally put away the old
and cling to the new, giving true worship to You
Let this be the year,
that we take off our mask and begin to ask,
who do You say I am?
Let this be the year,
That we bend a knee in worship and
raise our hands without fear
(or at least the hands of our souls)
Let this be the year
that we pursue You with passion
and give our all to heed your call
Let this be the year
that we open our mouths and speak to the lost,
piercing hearts with the gospel and watching God invade
because we obeyed
Let this be the year
that I let you break through the walls that guard my vulnurablity
and instead give me, authenticity
Let this be the year
that we get up and seek you as the sunrise seeks the horizon, and
before the tides of the day wash our desire away
Let this be the year,
that we take in all of your splendor, hardly blinking an eye
that we would lift your name on high
Let this be the year,
that we give our lives to you
as you give us the desires of our hearts,
not our desires, but Yours, implanted and brought forth
by You and for You
Let this be the year Lord
that we remind ourselves everyday
that nothing but the blood of Jesus
has set us free

Why I Worship

I worship God because He has freed me from the tight, painful, scarring bounds of sin.
Oh how wicked is my heart!
It sends sin cursing through my veins and finally pouring out of my flesh;
The intent of the thoughts of my heart are evil continually.
Yet, God lifted me out of the pit, out of the mud and mire, fulfilling His desire
to set me free
Free
I should be crushed, but instead, He was.
He got my sin and I got eternal life.
Everyday I battle with sin, the war within;
yet everyday His mercies are new and I can approach the throne of grace
without disgrace
but with confidence...how can it be?
Oh but for the grace of God!
In my failures, my legalism, my complacency,
my weakness, my pride, my foolishness and my fears;
I am an open book before the Lord that’s pages are covered in blood
covering the words and images of my old self.
The paint brush of my soul now dips its bristles in the blood and a new book is written,
one that He breathes life into, guides through, and speaks true.
My soul overflows with gratefulness, humility and joy.
I am awed at His love for me.
What can I offer? Nothing of myself is worthy, so I offer my open hands, my open heart,
and my open mouth that must speak of His glory, that must tell of His story!
My soul bows in worship,
true, unrestrained, vulnerable adoration for my King.
I cannot contain my soul, for it,
is
glad.