For your glory

We are laid down

We are sacrifices

For your name

What would you do

With an army of misfits

How can you call them a bride?

How can you look beyond the rough

And see the diamond inside?

What is worthy in your sight

A broken spirit and a contrite heart

The humble, the broken

Who rely on your strength

They hear your heart, 

Accomplish what you command

There is nothing more than your glory

We lay down our lives

And enter your rest

Desire of our hearts,

You are everything.

6/28/2013