Sacrifice - The Highest Form of Worship
My Lord, my Savior, my Master, my King. Your name is Wonderful, Precious to my ears. My Creator, I adore you above all; my Redeemer, I trust you completely; my King, I willingly obey your command; my Master, I humbly submit to your perfect will; my Savior, I praise you will all my life breath; my Bridegroom, I love you with an unrivaled, never-ending love. When I hear Your Name my heart leaps, but when I hear Your voice, Oh! how much more my soul and my spirit rise up to drink from the cleansing fountain, the fountain of the water of life.
Your Words to me are more to be desired than gold, yea than much fine gold, sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb. The Voice of my Lord is powerful, your Voice is full of majesty, your Voice divideth the flames of fire, your Voice shaketh the wilderness, your Voice maketh the hinds to calve, and in Your temple will I speak of Your Glory. Just as You, O Christ, were raised from the dead by the Glory of the Father, even so I also was raised to walk in newness of life by Your Glory. Bless the Lord O my soul, bless Your Holy Name. Oh, that the world might behold Your Glory, the Glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth.
My Jesus I love Thee, I know Thou art mine; for Thee all the folly of sin I resign; my gracious Redeemer, my Saviour art Thou; if ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ‘tis now. You are worthy O Lord, to receive glory, and honor, and power, praise, worship, and thanksgiving. My life, my love I give to Thee, Thou Lamb of God Who died for me; Oh, may I ever faithful be, my Savior and my God. Take my life and let it be, consecrated Lord to Thee; take my love, my Lord I pour, at Thy feet its treasure store; take my heart, it is Thine own, it shall be Thy royal throne. Abide with me O Lord, and make me one with You, that the world may know that You have come to receive them unto Yourself, that the Father would be glorified.
O my Lord, when I was yet in my sin, bound in the shackles of selfish desire, following my own way, the alluring ways of this world, believing the lies of the devil; when I was weak and without hope, stumbling in the darkness of pride, You sweetly beckoned, lovingly whispered, with tender mercy bid me to come. Come unto Me you said, come and receive rest, peace I give to you, not as the world gives, but holy peace, abiding peace, pure, lovely, true peace in loving Me, learning of Me, allowing Me to make you meek and lowly in heart that I may abide in You. My Lord, how can I thank you. Unworthy, unworthy I am, O Lord, to receive Your pardon. My heart and my eyes bow down prostrate before you, O Lord, in Your Holy Presence. My soul trembles when I gaze at Your beautiful, blinding majesty. The things of earth grow strangely dim in the light of Your Glory and Grace. My eyes fall low in my undoneness, fearing to even glance at the beauty of Your Holiness; yet You gently, lovingly lift my face to behold the Rose of Sharon, the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star. O, I would love Thee, Lord and Savior, my Redeemer and my King. I would love Thee, I have vowed it, on Thy love my heart is set. While I love Thee, I will never my Redeemer’s blood forget. To think, my Lord, that you, the King of kings and the Lord of lords, being in the form of God thought it not robbery to be equal with God; but made Yourself of no reputation, and took the form of a servant. And being found in fashion as a man, You looked upon a sinful, rebellious wretch of a man such as I, and yet still You humbled Yourself and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. Oh such humility, oh such obedience, oh such love, such wondrous love. Did ever human tongue find nobler theme than love divine that ransomed me? That for a willful outcast such as I, the Father planned, the Savior bled and died; redemption for a worthless slave to buy, who long had law and grace defied. Such love, such wondrous love, that You, my Jesus, should love a sinner such as I, how wonderful is love like this. Jesus, Thy boundless love to me, no thought can reach, no tongue declare; unite my thankful heart to Thee, and reign without a rival there. Thine wholly, Thine alone I am; my soul with constant love aflame. O Jesus, nothing may I see, nothing desire or seek but Thee. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee. I long to lean on Your breast as John did, to sit at Your feet like Mary, to pour out all of my ointment from my alabaster box. Though I’m just an earthen vessel, I yearn to bring forth perfect worship in the beauty of holiness, all to please You, my God.
O my Jesus, that I may know You more fully, that I may love You more perfectly. That I may be crucified with You, O Lord, that self would no longer live, but You, O Christ, would live in me. That You would receive the reward of Your suffering, that You would receive the glory and honor due to Your Holy Name. O Lord, forgive me for all that is in me that has hindered Your work, that has restricted the outworking of Your Holy Spirit, for all that has prevented others from seeing the Brightness and Majesty of Your Glory. Thank You my Lord, for Your abundant grace, that I may present to You this day my body, heart, soul, mind, and strength, a living sacrifice unto You. Prune me, purge me, cleanse me, purify me, that You may use me in whatsoever way you will, that Your Holy Name, Lord Jesus, may be exalted, high and lifted up, glorified with all glory. Oh what a small offering that is compared to Your sacrifice. Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small; love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all. Lord, make me more sensitive for the Honor of Your Glory, more jealous for Your Name’s sake.
I love You Lord, and I lift my voice, to worship You, O my soul rejoice. Take joy my King, in what You hear; may it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear. Thank you, my Lord, for hearing this feeble, faltering tongue. Now Lord, You speak, for Your servant heareth.
Your Adopted Son
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