Your will not mine is this handmaid’s song,
No higher calling, no greater honor than to be wholly deposed to you.
A life surrendered, heart given, spirit yielded, mind overtaken
A destiny overshadowed by you, a body subjected to you,
The refrain in this handmaid’s song; posses me O Lord for in your reins I am free.
Totally, fully, unreservedly, unashamedly yours,
This life belongs to you, let it be a reflection of who you are
This heart; let it resonate to the sound of your own heartbeat
These hands; let them build with you,
These feet; let them walk down your just paths
These lips; let them sing forth the praises of you that calls me by name
This womb; let it birth the fruit of your incorruptible seed
Let the totality of who I am converge to produce you.
Be it unto me according to your Word, is the echo of this song
Affirming that you take the lead; I follow, gladly so
Lord my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty
Neither do I concern myself with great matters,
Nor with things too profound me
Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul
Like a weaned child with his mother
Like a weaned child is my soul within me
Behold the handmaid of the Lord!
PS; A story of surrender-Jon Jorgenson, he gets it! This is a piece of worded art, pulsed with LIFE!
Its the Song in the Words 