You showed me Your purpose,
To have the church as Your body
So You can mingle all that You are.
But You, dear Lord, have chosen me
As a vessel to contain You
And express You ’til You come back.
Fill me more and more each day.
Build me with the saints in love
And keep us running toward the prize.
Don’t ever let me out of Your sight.
Grant me a spirit of boldness.
Open my mouth, Lord, to prophesy.