Teach Me

“I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.”   John 15:5

“For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it.”   Matthew 16:25

You are perfection,

in a sea of turmoil and confusion,

You are mercy and love,

in a world that is blind;

all my righteousness,

all my works,

are but filthy rags,

before Your glorious throne,

break me into pieces,

that I might be reformed,

remove all that I am,

that I might stand before

Your magnificent presence,

destroy this creation called self,

seeking to raise itself, above

the honor and glory, that is Yours,

and Yours alone;

teach me how to die,

that I might live;

You shine like a mighty light,

amidst the darkness and gloom,

You are a drop of cool water,

on the lips of a dying man,

You are the spring from which

living waters flow,

You are the bread of life,

which comes down from heaven,

You are the vine,

I am the branch,

within You,

I can do all things,

without You,

I am nothing;

teach me how to die,

that I might live.

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