Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?
Then said I, Here am I; send me. Isa 6:8
I took another step as I communed with Him who loved me.
I glanced at my feet as my mind clearly reminded me of what I fairly understood.
These feet are not mine anymore. My hands are not my property. My life is not my own.
Years backward, I never would have thought I would understand this commitment. But He called.
Give me the strength to commit my life to you wholly.
And the song gives it all.
Give me ears to hear your Spirit
Give me feet to follow through
Give me hands to touch the hurting
And the faith to follow you
Give me grace to be a servant
Give me mercy for the lost
Give me passion for your glory
Give me passion for the cross
I’ll let go of my ambition
Cut the roots that run too deep
I will learn to give away
What I cannot really keep
I will go where there are no easy roads
Leave the comforts that I know
I will go and let this journey be my home
I will go, Lord where your glory is unknown
I will live for you alone
I will go because my life is not my own
I will go.
Even so, Father, Here I am. Send Me.