Entering the throne room of our king,
Falling on our knees, unable to offer anything,
and requesting not our will but His be done.
And whatever gifts we can give were His in the first place!
We ask not for an easy life or selfish gain,
but for a life that is a sweet aroma sacrifice burning for Him.
And though burning is painful it is a purifying fire
so that our lives become offerings or pure gold to offer..
to our KING!
Falling on our knees, unable to offer anything,
and requesting not our will but His be done.
And whatever gifts we can give were His in the first place!
We ask not for an easy life or selfish gain,
but for a life that is a sweet aroma sacrifice burning for Him.
And though burning is painful it is a purifying fire
so that our lives become offerings or pure gold to offer..
to our KING!
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