That I might become yielded and still
To know you are God
And to do your will

Make me a light of your love and grace
Help me Jesus
To seek Your Face

Hide me forever from evil’s lure
And direct my thoughts to be pleasing and pure
That I might follow only You
And do, Oh Lord, what you ask me to do

Mirror, you might see me pass your way
But I might not stop and I might not stay
For God has provided His Grace so free
And I’ve grown quite tired of looking at me.

I say to you, Mirror, on the wall
I hear a sound like a trumpet call!
And I will not be the same again
For I long to become
a Reflection of Him.

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