Take this man made of clay
Teach me Lord to obey
Take this life, so easily torn
Take this man
Fill me Lord

Teach me Lord to believe
How to give not receive
Take this heart, so insecure
Take this man, fill me Lord
Fill me Lord

Sometimes I feel so downright mean
This heart can be so cold and worn
Your Spirit makes me feel so new and clean
When You take me, You break me
Fill me Lord

Teach me Lord to leave my past
For the future comes far too fast
When it's time to cut that silvery chord
Take this man
Fill me Lord
Fill me Lord
Fill me Lord