Give me one pure and holy passion.

I'm trading my sorrow
I'm trading my shame
Im laying it down for the joy of the Lord

I'm trading my sickness
I'm trading my pain
I'm laying it down for the joy of the Lord

Chorus

And we say Yes, Lord Yes Lord Yes, yes Lord
Yes, Lord Yes, Lord Yes, yes Lord
Yes, Lord Yes, Lord Yes, yes Lord Amen

I'm pressed but not crushed; persecuted not abandoned
Struck down but not destroyed
I'm blessed beyond the curse for his promise will endure
And his joy's gonna be my strength
Though the sorrow may last for the night
His joy comes with the morning



Lord, i offer up my life once again. take it from me and don't let me have it again.
it's all yours.

posted by Queenie @ 6:04 PM