Poetry

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Be exalted in this weak frame
I endlessly put down the things in myself
That have been placed above Your name

I long for You, Father, Son, Holy Spirit
To take up the higher place within me
To let only the sacred come near it

Be exalted in this broken vessel
I stay in Your hands to be made worthy
I don't want to wrestle
Against what You would do in me

So You can shine in me,Your Glory revealed
Even through my cracks,
Spilling over the scars and bumps inside
Mabey these breaks wont be totally sealed

Your light radiating through my frailty
You use the foolish, the weaker things
So You highlight my vulnerability
So showcase Your transforming power

Then You set Your grace to be flowing
Calling and drawing me to all You are
Your devotion to finish what You start is showing
Enabling me to be willing to stay in Your Hands

Be exalted Oh God, as You take me through
I may at first resist
I may not understand
But I truly want your Holiness

I want to be in position to receive from You
That is why here I will stay
So You may be exalted in this weak frame
Your love and beauty on display

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