From Glory to Glory

There's something inside
Holding me back
It's bending what I
Thought was my track
The man I knew I'd become
I am; yes, I already am

Grace has molded me from the womb
You've made me the way I am
To grow into your glory

It's why I live: to your glory
It's how i'm sustained. Any joy
That I have comes because you're glorious

Each time that I'm sure
I see your full plan
My path takes a turn
I simply can't land
Your ways are higher than mine
I'm a house, and you're my builder

Dustin Kensrue is one of my favorite lyricists of all time and has influenced me very much in my writing. I thought I'd share one his songs with you called "The Great Exchange."
Enjoy :)

I crewed on a fair golden ship that
Went down at the dawn of the world
We mutinied and sentenced our captain to die
'Fore our sails had barely unfurled

We sank shortly after our riot
Wanton flame and our powder kegs met
While I swam for my life there came voices aloft-
Joyful, unearthly, and dread-

Singing of a violent, tireless mystery:
That one would give his life to save his enemy

Too bone-tired to keep my arms moving
To swim or even grasp after straw
The undertow drew me down into it's cold
And infinite indigo jaws

I heard singing of a violent, tireless mystery:
That one would give his life to save his enemy

I thought I must be dead or dreaming
When my captain-still battered, betrayed-
Pulled me up, laid me over the beam he'd clung to
Breathed his last, and sank under the waves

(Your body is a bridge
Across an endless sea)