Battle Cry

Finally finding my calling to heal the hurting

I stand before You
naked and unashamed-
a broken and empty vessel
ready to be poured out
as an offering of love.

I open my mouth
and let out a cry-
a word that can't be uttered-
for the crushed in spirit
to be made whole again.

I let you move my feet
to the mission for which I'm called-
to show the living love of Christ
in a torn and hurting world
hungry for Your truth.

None of me and all of You
heal the hurts of many-
the lost come home
and their minds are restored
as grace opens their eyes.

The name above all names
is glorified forever,
as Your spirit moves through all flesh
imparting passion and power
to Your humble daughters and sons.

Ignite the fire in me again.
Reign over every thought and breath.
Let my worship be a lifestyle
of love and sacrifice-
holy and pleasing to You.