I resolve to yield my life
To your keeping and care
To lot, to mold, to guide
A person of your chosen
I lay my plans before you
To rearrange and redirect
Every detail to its fullness
My time and all my talents
I bring them to your throne
To supervise and to perfect
And all my skills duly honed
And my adeptness centered
And prepared for every task
That I may labor fruitfully
For your glory and praise
My passion truly realized
From sunrise to sundown
In wakefulness or slumber
Your presence my longing
My heart in you aroused
My soul, every corner of it
My life, every aspect of it
And I in you daily refreshed
And imbued by your Spirit
That in whatever darkness
And under any obstacle
And through any chaos
Your Spirit always effusing
To my all sufficing pleasure
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