I’d rather know no other gift

Than my desires put to shame

And comfort spurned

That I may learn

To put aside my folly frame

 

Yet in my heart about my soul

There is a purely carnal shell

I pray it crushed

My passion hushed

This lust to see me damned to hell

 

And not for the sake of His wrath

But for His glory’s sake pleading

Rather His name

Just in its fame

By blood new creation seeding

 

In this atoning sacrifice

And further His exaltation

To indwell me

That all might see

Holy Spirit’s revelation

 

That though I am a sinner still

My will yoked to my very grave

By each new day

In faith I pray

My heart to take the form your stave

 

Salvation and by discipline

Each day I learn to trust this praise

You broke sin’s chain

Despite my pain

This stained wood ever I must raise

 

Bring death o Lord unto my blood

That flesh and soul together pray

My every word

Still so absurd

“He ever rolls the stone away”

 

Bring life dear Lamb and Lion one

Spirit ignite a new craving

That I will grow

More so to know

The power at work still saving

 

Each moment ’wake I am the breath

That yearns just to see the kingdom

More hearers sought

Disciples wrought

Intrude me to be Your emblem