I yield my heart, soul, ambitions and dreams
To align with your perfect will
I wait for your spirit to purify
And Thy Presence within me be filled
I surrender all the plans I have made
Even absent plans thereof
All the wanderings in the wasted years
And exchange them for your great love
Whatever the circumstances of my life
In the present or from my past
Gracious Lord, I ask to be molded now
Fit for your service that will last
Yes, the Potter knows the clay in His hand
How a new vessel must be shaped
Though the trials, heartache, and pain does break
In Your Image I must be made
EverGreen 
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