Golgotha

Let my heart

O, God shine forth

The love in Your heart

Take my will

Mold it to Your perfect will

Here at the Potter's wheel.

Make me a tool

Forged in the Presence of You

One that's tried and true,

Keep my soul in tune,

Daily watered and pruned

fruitful and faithful.

Take my voice

Refined rid of worldly noise,

A fine-tuned instrument of Your Voice.

Guard my thoughts

By meditation on Your word

Fill it with the knowledge of God.

Take my feet

Burn its soles in the footprints

That trod the shores of Galilee

I surrender all I am

Make me Your willing lamb

Lead me to Golgotha.

Akpan