Have the Glory

I wanna be the good soil, Let Your word falls into
I wanna be the good soil, bearing thirty, sixty, a hundred times
more fruit

If I choose to die, and I'll find new life
Cause I'm crucified with the living Christ

Lord, Let my manner of living would be a witness that You're alive

In my life would You have the glory

The only way I look like You in the living
Is to choose the dying, I choose the dying

If the fruits gonna come from my life
Then I know that it's gonna come when I die to myself, to myself

Now I lay me down to sleep
Now it's time to die to me

My mind was made to think about You
My eyes were made to gaze upon You
My heart was made to love and adore You
My mouth was made to give You the Glory



Credits
Writer(s): Jon Thurlow, Jaye Thomas, James Kufeldt
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