AT YOUR FEET

AT YOUR FEET
At your feet, my Jesus,
I rent my heart,
That the ashes of my life,
May spill upon Your Altar,
Here at the foot of Your Cross.
Send Your Hallowed Spirit,
To stir the dust that I am,
That carried aloft on Your Wind,
I may escape the hold of Earth and flesh,
And the Accuser.
Carry me,
On Your gentle breeze,
Above this world,
Beyond the Lie,
To a safe haven,
The heaven of Your Presence