January 08, 1982

My Prayer

Lord Jesus, I yield to thee.
May Your beauty be reflected in me,
To help others see the light,
As I walk in Your power and might.
Dwelling in a house of clay,
Shine through me from day to day.

Fill me with Your Holy Spirit's power,
As I wait on Thee, this hour,
Cleanse my heart and set me free
Of everything that is unlike Thee,
So You can bless and use me now,
This I ask, as I humbly bow.

Praise Thee Lord, for giving us Your Word,
Praise Thee too, for shedding your blood.
Thank you Lord, for salvation so free,
I will praise You throughout eternity.

The bruised reed You will not break,
Nor quench smoking flax for Your Name's sake.
Because Your compassion is so strong,
I worship You in praise and song.

Marjorie Searles
January 1982

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