In Your Hands
In your hands I commit my spirit, In you arms I surrender my soul, What once was mine was always yours, To pour out is to be full. In your hands I commit my spirit, Let my heart wait not in vain, I devote to you all of my being, For this loss can only be gain. In your hands I commit my spirit, Let your beauty to me be known, Keep me humble, I so undeserving, In my dishonor your glory is shown. In your hands I commit my spirit, Let me follow you all the day long, Lord be thou mine only fortress, For in my weakness I am made strong. In your hands I commit my spirit, Let my soul be gentle and stilled, For you always may I be longing, For such desire is always fulfilled. In you hands I commit my spirit, In your arms I surrender my soul, Take me, break me, mold me, make me, To be broken is to be whole.