How quickly I wither
How quickly my light fades
How quickly I lose my way
How quickly I’m anxious and afraid
My mind quick to wander
My heart prone to stone
My spirit adrift
My soul longing for home
Nothing brings me peace
Nothing fills the void
Nothing takes Your place
Nothing but an endless race
Confession clears my mind
Forgiveness purifies my heart
Grace renews my spirit
Your Love ignites my own
So I willingly surrender, Lord
To Your will and not my own
My hands and feet are Yours
Guide me where You want to go
Ó 2014 Yolanda Villafana
Isaiah 44:3 (AMP)
For I will pour water
upon him who is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground. I will pour My Spirit
upon your offspring, and My blessing upon your descendants.
Amen Sister!
ReplyDeleteGod bless your ministry trip to Gallup this weekend. Praying that the Holy Spirit moves powerfully and people are healed, restored, and saved.
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