"Empty"
 

I fall to my knees
Hair in disarray.

Face to the ground
I've come to pray.

Cry out to my Lord
My Savior and King.

Our awesome God
Who made everything.
 

Father, I ask You
Yes, this is my plea.

Please mold me and make me
Take away all of me.

Then I'll be empty
My heart and my soul.

Oh Lord, take Your love
Please make me whole.

 
By Rachel of Ft. Sill, OK

View My Guestbook
Sign My Guestbook