Romans 12:1-2

Drives me to my knees
wondering if I've ever praised you as a living sacrifice.
Timid and afraid to feel the holy fire in every part of life.
Mercy floods my soul; I know you've made me whole.
Let my life be pleasing in your eyes.

Make me a song of praise to you
my whole life long, in all I do.
Let me be filled with holy fire,
your perfect will my one desire.
Make me a song.

Feel your strong embrace
as your Holy Spirit fills me with a power not my own.
Standing here amazed
that a broken jar of clay can make your glory known.