"But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people, that ye should show forth the praises of Him who hath called ye out of darkness, into His marvelous light."I Peter 2:9


I lay my life, Lord, at your feet,
Into your hands I place my heart;
I know I'm nothing on my own,
So now I make this brand new start.

I will yield myself completely,
To do the things that you command;
All of my hopes, all of my dreams,
Dear Lord, I put into your hand.

Make me a puppet on your strings,
Let me be lost in your deep love;
I will not grab for anything,
But let you send it from above.

Make my will and make it your own,
Take my mind and rule every thought;
I trust that day you died for me,
And with your blood my soul you bought.

I know you died, so I will die,
Die to myself and to my sin;
All that I am, I give to you,
To rule, and reign, and dwell within.

A poem by Jenny Jacobs

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