Abba, what do you see?

Abba, what did You see

In this lump of clay

That You wanted me and formed me this way?

What do You see in me Lord, that You don't despise me?

There is a dream in Your heart,

There is joy in Your eyes,

When on the Potters wheel

The right amount of pressure You give,

To bring forth a vessel of honor,

To show forth Your beauty,

To pour forth Your glory...

So I surrender to Your hand,

Let there be no resistance in me to Your plan,

Into Your hands I commit my spirit.

I won't despise in my life,

That which makes me lean upon You,

Your strength is perfected in my weakness...

So I say yes to Your ways!

I may be sincere, but I am not mature

Until I'm tested and found with patience...

Lord, I just want to be one that brings You glory!

My life is Yours not my own!

So Abbe, I accept Your plan in my life,

I trust You because as I stand on Your love

And on Your mercy, I won't be moved!

Keep me steady and going after Your heart!