Heal this wounded heart and make it cleaner
Open these closed eyes to the things I see
Accept me though I am a great sinner
Show me how to love like you have loved me
The one thing I asked is to be captured
And be surrounded only by your love
For due to your presence I feel secured
And laughters of angels overcome sobs
This is my desire thy honor be raised
For Lord, with all my heart I worship you
All I have within me I give you praise
And every breath I take I offer too
For you are the potter, I am the clay
You are the director, of my play
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