Filled with Your Spirit
May I be filled without measure
Your Spirit within me, Lord
Is my priceless Treasure

Lord, I empty myself
That Your Spirit would me fill
I long to experience You more fully
I desire to submit to Your will



May Your Spirit flow into me
As waters from the sky
May Your Spirit anoint me
A Seal from the Most High

May Your Spirit guide me
Every step of my pathway
May Your Spirit remind me
Of all the Words You say



May Your Spirit move my lips
As I speak to those I meet
May Your Spirit move me:
My writing hands, my walking feet

I lose myself for You, Lord
That entirely Yours I may be
Your voice alone I hear
Your Face alone I see



Humble in heart may I be
An empty vessel fully Thine
A temple of Your Spirit
Your instrument Divine

My life is nothing to me
If I know not You and Your love
Fill me then with Your Spirit
Descending upon me as a Dove



Oh, glorious life I know
Abundant living I know in You
I live in You, and You in me
I marvel how this is true

In worship, I fall at Your feet
Made of dust only am I
Yet You, the Potter, take me
To redeem and to beautify



A place of honor I hold now
Deserving, no, yet You love me so
You fill me with Yourself
That to all I may Your love show

I rejoice in Your mercy
I sing of Your love sweet
To be exalted high
Is to be at my Master’s feet



Your vessel I am, Lord
Humbled, that Your Spirit may fill
I am entirely Yours, Master
I am an instrument of Your will

Fill me Your Spirit then
Yes, fill me without measure
Your Spirit within me, Lord
Is my priceless Treasure

~*~

© Caroline Gavin
carolinegavinre@aol.com

"Humble in heart may I be, Lord,
a vessel fully Thine:
a temple of Your Spirit,
Your instrument Divine.
' Reflection by Caroline '