At the feet of Jesus
I'm laying down my load
I cannot hope to keep
What I've been clutching anymore
I'm poured out like water on
A dry and barren land
I'm laying down my load
I cannot hope to keep
What I've been clutching anymore
I'm poured out like water on
A dry and barren land
Giving all that I've held dear
An offering You demand
All that You require
Is nothing left of me
An empty pitcher filled
With the beauty found in Thee
Peace that passes understanding
And joy that never ends
A life devoted to Thee, My Lord
Rejoicing with You as Friend
Is nothing left of me
An empty pitcher filled
With the beauty found in Thee
Peace that passes understanding
And joy that never ends
A life devoted to Thee, My Lord
Rejoicing with You as Friend
[Written after studying Passion and Purity by Elizabeth Elliot, and 2 Samuel 23:13-17]
4 comments:
Oh thank you Katie, for sharing that!! What a blessing.
Do you mind if I post it on my blog? I will definitely name the author and link to you if you like.
Beautiful poem. (I found you through YLCF!)
This is awesome! (I too found you through YLCF. ;)
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