God take my fear and my trembling Take my pride with my filth
My life is but a vapor, filled with sin.
I bow knowing that this passing life
Does not deserve your grace and love.
I bow knowing that you pour it out anyway,
With a fiery grace that consumes all
That passes all understanding and quenches my thirst.
In my dirt, and greed, and turning away,
I come broken and aware.
I ask that you would cleanse me
With your blood shed.
I ask that you would touch my lips and touch my heart.
Take this life, that is but a vapor
And create beauty from the ashes.
Your cross bears my shame.
I pray that this death would join in yours
Crucifixion that sets all things right
And buries the old deep in the earth's dirt.