Make my hands full, I pray, dear Lord

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Make my hands full, I pray, dear Lord;
Full of the Christ enjoyed each day.
E'en now I come to You for more,
Empty for You; fill me today.
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Make my hands full today, O Lord.
You lived a life all absolute.
I lay my hands upon You, Lord,
In union, grafted, one with You.
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Make my hands full right now, O Lord,
That I'd partake of You today.
By eating of Your living Word,
My old self would be purged away.
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Make my hands full, my Savior Lord.
You were made sin and judged by God,
That all my sins may be no more.
I would, each day, apply Your blood.
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Make my hands full; You are my peace.
In everything, I'd talk to You,
With God no longer enemies,
Enjoying peace with all saints, too.
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Make my hands full; this is my prayer.
Remind me, Lord, how rich are You.
I'd on Thee labor, to prepare,
To offer Christ in worship true.
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Make my hands full with only You;
Nothing of self, but all of Christ.
Savor so sweet and fragrant, too,
Rises to God, now satisfied.