Here I am

In your glory

In your stillness

In your beauty

I come and seek.

Resting here

Eyes cast low

Kneeling at your feet.

I've come to ask

To beg, to pled

Lord, make my heart like yours.

Take my pride

Take my vanity

and make me something more.

I will come back everyday

So you can mold my heart like clay.

Finding my spot here at your feet

I pled

Lord Jesus make me meek.