Cupped

 

I look down at these hands cupped before me

And I think how could these be used for His glory

How can i make a fraction of a difference here

When the clouds of doubts surround me with fear

Why do I think that I can do what others can

That somehow I cant and theyre superman

I want to have the faith to move mountains

For people to experience God's love like fountains

I want the confidence in my God to make blind see

To heal the sick and help the captives run free

For others to see Christ in the way that I smile

But have the boldness to push for the extra mile

To not be held back by my own insecurities

And not blinded by the thwarting of the enemy

But to have daring faith that is willing to stand