oh, for eyes that perceive Your glory.
oh, for the light that they might see
glimpses of grace amidst the shadows,
glimpses of You more clearly.
oh, for hands that would bring Your mercy.
oh, for feet that would run straight to
the places of darkness where Jesus would be,
the place where my cross is waiting too.
oh, for a heart that seeks Your justice.
oh, for a heart that breaks as Yours bleeds.
fill me with love when I have none
that You'd grow Your harvest's seeds.
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