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
