I hear the call and do not speak;
whispering (battering) upon a soul dark and bleak.
I hear a voice from behind telling me that here, in the way
of the valley, I have been appointed to walk upon the sharpest peak.
Appointed for the journey - the treasure of great price, to seek.
Search me Jesus and test this way;
see that it is true.
And to the one who decides to stay
grant the only protection of knowing You.
[And all-the -while]
Burn my intents to the ground!
Burn them all! Burn them all!
No matter how gloriously profound!
No matter how pridefully small!
Fire of Your Eyes take them, take them all!
Burn thoroughly in me who watches them fall!
Because I consider this an insignificant loss if by it I may know Your grace!
So may I be Yours this day,
because here I will to stay,
and while here and while away,
because of this,
because of You,
a man of spirit, a man of clay.
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