I Have Chosen You

I HAVE CHOSEN YOU

You say that You have chosen me,
And that by You I will be used…
But, really Lord, how can that be,
When I'm so tired and confused?

You say I am Your instrument,
Made to minister Your peace…
But each day I feel more useless, Lord,
As my aches and pains increase.

You say you've put Your love in me
To be a beacon, strong and bright…
But Lord, how can a beacon shine
When the clouds block out its light?

"You were my chosen one, My child,
Even before the world was made,
And I chose you for a purpose,
So please, don't be afraid.

You are My instrument, My child,
On which I'll play a symphony…
And in your weakness I'll be strong,
If you'll just reach out to Me.

I've filled you with My love and peace…
That's why Jesus shed His blood.
Like a river it will flow through you,
And pour out like a flood.

As you lift your voice in praise to Me,
I'll send My Spirit like a dove –
You will shine as a light into the world,
As your face reflects My love.

So look up, My child, and you will see
That you are My heart's delight.
I will hold you close forevermore,
For you're so precious in My sight."

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