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Empty Me

Empty me of all that I am,
  Help me to see that THAT is Your Plan.

Pour me out, let me know
  Your will be done, may it be so.

Empty me so I can be used
  Any way You want, any time You choose.

A blessing to some, a lantern of light,
  Filled with Your Spirit, armed by Your might.

Empty me of my stubborn pride
  Destroy my “self”, may my flesh die.

Fill me up with all that is true
  Pure, right and good – all that is You.

Empty me and help my heart see
  Who You are, Your Grace given free.

This empty vessel, wanting to do,
  Undeserving, not worthy, but called by You.

I Peter 2: 21- (ESV): For to this you have been called, because Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example, so that you might follow in His steps.  He committed no sin, neither was deceit found in His mouth.  When He was reviled, He did not revile in return; when He suffered, He did not threaten, but continued entrusting Himself to Him who judges justly.  He Himself bore our sins in His body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness.  By His wounds you have been healed.

May my heart see . . . . the "healing" of emptiness.

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  1. ElaineOctober 19, 2011 at 6:59 AM

    Thank you Debi. It is often painful, and often I resist. But truly it is not MYSELF I want, but God to fill me.

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