Lord, I Must Be Yours
Abigail Miller
Lord, I must be yours alone
Teach me I am not my own
Crush and mold this heart of stone
In your image make it
Willful, stubborn, Lord, it’s true-
I do what I want to do
Let me learn to follow you
Take my will and break it
From my self I would be free
Take all my identity
Fill with your humility
Seize my pride and shake it
When a helpless wreck I am
Take me and rebuild the sham
To be like the Living Lamb
My life, on Him I stake it