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 and works,

are but filthy rags before Your

glorious throne,

break me into pieces, that I might

be reformed in Your holy and

wondrous image,

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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