These Things I Bring

I bring to You,

These feet of mine -

    Broken, hurtful,

        Yet willing to walk to You.

I bring to You,

                My weakened legs - 

        Though muscles wane,

They are ready to carry me

    to Your door.

I bring to You,

            A body, failing daily;

Inside beats a heart,

Filled with love for You.

I bring to You,

A voice for singing;

                For Your praises are

                Most worthy to be heard.

I bring to You,

A mind to fill –

That in its knowledge,

Wisdom may rule.

All these things I give to You,

For You first gave them to me.

I offer them in humility;

Asking that You use them in a way

That serves Your purpose.

Of all these things I offer one more

My spirit;

That by serving others,

I may serve You also.

My selfish sacrifice then,

Is me….

To You.