A broken vessel, unworthy of Grace, yet on Calvary's Hill, you took my place.
Salvation unfounded for a retch such as I, since all I pursued was the apple of my eye.
But mercy intervened and God came to live, in a broken old vessel, but what can I give?
Lord empty me out, cleanse all for your use.
Through your Holy Spirit's power, please take off the noose.
Fill me up only with your presence clear, 'till all that they see, is a reflection of God here.
Shape me and mold me, let no stone go un-turned, for your reflection Lord Jesus is ALL they should see.
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