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Wednesday, August 5, 2009

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New favorite song...
Just felt like sharing it with y'all. 
You can listen to it on my playlist. 

And heres the Lyrics (you can't miss a word)  : ) 

Take, me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking

Welcome to this heart of mine
I've buried under prideful vines
Grown to hide the mess I've made 
Inside of me
Come decorate, Lord
Open up the creaking door
And walk upon the dusty floor
Scrape away the guilty stains
Until no sin or shame remain
Spread Your love upon the walls
And occupy the empty halls
Until the man I am has faded
No more doors are barricaded

Chorus:
Come inside this heart of mine
It's not my own
Make it home
Come and take this heart and make it
All Your own
Welcome home

Take a seat, pull up a chair
Forgive me for the disrepair
And the souvenirs from floor to ceiling
Gathered on my search for meaning
Every closet's filled with clutter
Messes yet to be discovered
I'm overwhelmed, I understand
I can't make this place all that You can

repeat chorus

I took the space that You placed in me
Redecorated in shades of greed
And I made sure every door stayed locked
Every window blocked, and still You knocked

repeat chorus

Take me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking


1 comment:

  1. Wow Lexie! I already knew the chorus to this beautiful song well, but I can honestly say that I've never really sat and soaked in the rest of the lyrics. I think this may be my new tagline as well! LOVE IT!! Thanks for sharing this with us. It truly speaks of your depth of character, and your heart for Christ! No wonder your mom is such a proud mama...she has EVERY reason to be proud of the young woman you have become. You have done your parents proud, Lexie! I love how you have allowed yourself to be a vessel for God to work through to reach the lost and those in need. I can't wait to see what He has in store for your future!! GREAT THINGS, this I know for sure! <><

    Blessings and Hugs,
    ~Tanya

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