(Stir in me Hook)

Hold me, break me

Mold me and make me more and more like You

I come to worship You

Faith and trust misplaced in me

Now what can fill this vacancy

Plagued by mere complacency

Quite blatantly, it’s plain to see

The lack of depth in vanity

Reflection of my sanity

Story of humanity

Calamity, how can it be?

Well Hold up, let’s run it back

Let’s face the facts, Instead of react

Instead we relapse and chase big stacks

And build facades with cracks on cracks

And blame the lack of racks on racks

Then blame it on the black on black

Yet we pay the same tax on tax

And wonder why babel collapsed

Never held back on criticism

Yet im blind to all the afflictions

Too hung up on playing the victim

How did i not see my contradiction

Yet I walk around in my shame

With a tongue that cannot be tamed

Like i walk around with no aim

All i say or do is in vain

To live without you is daunting

To live for self, exhausting

Relive the past, that's haunting

What you want is all that I’m wanting

Through test and trial you break and make

You mold me in from fake to wake

You are the shaper of my faith

You are the God who gives and takes

(Stir in Me Hook)

Hold me, break me

Mold me and make me more and more like You

I come to worship You

To Love You, fear You

Draw ever near You as I worship You

I come to worship You

Oh, Lord

He brings abundant clarity

Reveals my true identity

Story of Christianity

Intimacy, into me you see

Repent and worship gratefully

Pursue His Heart Tenaciously

Compassion shown so graciously

Your will I will wait patiently

Delivered me from my darkest

Died for the broken and the heartless

And then he robbed the grave regardless

He is the source of my catharsis

Pray for my will you answer no

When time is off you answer slow

When I am off you answer grow

Pray for your will you answer go

To mal intent you answer woe

Your all I really want to know

You mold me into a vessel

In Christ alone, I Overflow

Your word won't return prodigally

I hear your voice more audibly

In modesty, all honesty

I submit to Your Sovereignty

And now each day i strive to become

More and more like the Son

In the end, let your will be done

Either way your will is done

No need to fear the plans of mans

Cuz greater are the plans you plan

My peace is that I'm in your hands

Your Love is where I find my Yams

(Stir in Me Hook)