Lord I'm a vessel of no consequence
Though you attend to me with the greatest of care & expense.
& on the days that i sit empty after you have poured me out.
I begin to falter stumble & doubt.
So Father, hear me cry out!
Or shall i begin to shout?
Yet to you Lord i run, seeking for you to fill me up.
Begging you Lord, overflow my cup.
'Cause without a fullness in you,
I know not where to go or what to do.
Now Father, hear me cry out!
Or shall i begin to shout?
Being my Lord & faithful in truth,
You fulfil my heart's desire
& rekindle that internal joy, comfort & fire.
Coaxing my soul aflame with the purest of love.
All the while smiling down from above.
Thank you Father, no longer do i need you to hear me cry out.
For you have come & quashed all my worries, all my doubt.
But know, ill always hit my knees & give you a shout.
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