The Loss of Self
You are the creator
Your works tower above, a testimony to Your greatness
Your mighty power takes ____ away
Your wisdom has declared
Your knowledge has proclaimed
That weak vessels will herald Your fame
Your power in view
A testimony to all
But not perfected (just a builder with a broken hammer)
Till ____ is supplanted, the throne by ____ abdicated
(The return of the rightful king)
Till Your might is perfected, completed by the weakness of ____
The broken vessel in view; alone
(no more than a clanging gong; a useless cymbal)
But when brokenness is known, when weakness is shouted, when ____ is lost
Then comes the perfect, mighty cleansing tide
The power that created the very spark of life
In vessels, vassals, of triumphed clay
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