A greater degree
Of myself, my time, my desires, all that I am and nothing that I am
Preparing room for you
Presenting myself to you as a living sacrifice
Permitting you to pour me out
You are the potter, I am the clay
Mold me as you will
Do with me as you wish
Pouring my oil to you when I overflow
And becoming the oil in a dry land
Leaving the king; everything that reigns over me
And driving my pegs deeper for you
Not holding back, for you are my king
Then there will be no end to your kingdom in my life
Your control will be immense
And that will bring me good pleasure
Then I shall be called blessed- a revelation that begins with you will flow through me
Then I will live right, now and until I meet you