An Instrument in Your Hands
An Instrument in Your Hands
LORD, I want to be
An instrument in Your hands.
Yielded to You, LORD
When things I don’t understand.
When I stand alone,
Your song cannot leave my heart.
Relying on You,
I’ll sound as You breathe my part.
Now Your song I share,
My heart surrendered to You
Control my life, LORD,
Please breathe everything I do.
Filled now with your love,
Let Your music flow through me.
I’ll share Your joy,
With those who will come to Thee.
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