Upon the shores, of endless ocean we
Find remnants, of those carried by
It’s longing tides across
Vasts of endless blue

And these ones, once living,
Now empty are
Monuments, to the One
Who created them

Not to that, which once lived in them
Not to the one who inhabited that shell, that by the seas waves now
Is removed from its casing and
Left without a home

These tiny shells, of those removed are
Monuments to, Creator who
Made them beautiful
That now that they, are rid of self they

Can reflect, all the better the
Beauty of, the Creator God and
Not fear, for glorifying flesh who once
Dwelled within its casing

For that shell, has been broken
It has been tossed about and
Carried by the Sea, and now remains
As testament, to the beauty of

Eternal God in Heaven Who
Made it, so beautiful
And even rid it, of itself
That it may better, reflect Him

The One who tames the waves and
Formed the oceans vast, in all their depths and
Each and every creature within
And gave them a purpose

Like those shells, upon the beach who
Though empty, now declare a
Peculiar glory, of the God
Who rid them, of themselves and

Freed them from fleshy impulses
And temptation, to glory self
That they now, may declare to passer-byers of
The mercy, and Love of this God

Who saw them, in their states of self and
Freed them, to be His
Made them, to be His own
To glorify, His name alone

Those shells on beach do sing
In simplicity, of brokenness and
Silent humility
They declare, with angels song

The glory, and the beauty of
This everlasting God
Who holds the seas, and tames them too
And even knows, each star by name

And looks at these shells the same,
The tiny, forgotten ones
Not forgotten, by the Maker
But broken, now whole by

His hand, and beauty to
Declare, His glory on the shores of earth
To those, just passing by
That they might see Him,

Through these vessels, rid of themselves
That they might know Him,
Who loves these little ones
These tiny vessels of His glory that

All the earth, may come to know
Him, who is most worthy and
Him who is most High
And glorify Him, the reigning King

Who is so good, and merciful
Even to the smallest ones
Broken, and rid of themselves
Now whole in His strength, and too

Now testaments, of His glory
Who sing, of His great Name
Simply, by being His
There, on earth’s shore

They praise Him forevermore
May we learn to do as they
For His glory, for His fame
May we allow ourselves be rid

Of ourselves, to better declare
His goodness, and His mercy to
Those, just passing by
On the shores, of eternity

That they may be with Him forevermore
In that Ocean of His grace
In those depths of His character,
In the waves of His justice

To be His, forevermore
Simply surrendered, as those shells
Rolled upon the waves
Simply His, and His alone

May we praise His name forevermore

Letting Go

In the middle of a crazy day
Surrounded by the world and
Encompassed by wild thoughts
Begging me to fall

I find myself listening to
A peculiar, melody
A song of hope, a song of praise
To get me through the day

I stop and listen for a moment
Intrigued by the beauty of
Such simple worlds, and simple music that
Hearkens me to stop and listen

To cease believing the lies around me

For in this song, there sings a hope
A voice, familiar yet too often
Forgotten in the chaos
A Voice, of love and of mercy

That tells me I am enough
I am enough in Him!

That all I am, though very little
In His hands, is more than enough, for He has made me beautiful,
And He has loved me so
And given me, so much

I am eternally grateful!

So it is in these times of desperation
In these hours of chaos and of lies
I choose to remember, yes, I choose to believe

Not the lies, or the voices all around me
Or that of my own mind

But I choose, instead to believe
Only one report

I will hear, only One
Only that Voice of Hope
Only the God of truth
For He is good, and He can be trusted

So I will believe, I will trust
I will hope in Him, and believe, no other
I will believe no lie
But I will trust, in Him alone

In Him who is the God of truth
No matter what may come!

For He is good, and He is trustworthy
And He is true, in all He does
Perfect, not lacking
And He does all things well

So I will trust, yes, I will believe
Him, this God,
Who crafted stars, and galaxies
And knows them all by name

As much as He knows me, in all my faults
As much as He knows my heart
And He made me, as He made them
To show His glory on the earth

To shine, and be His alone
To have fellowship with Him
This God who is so good,
This God who knows me best

I choose to trust in Him
I choose to believe His word
And I will hear, I will believe
No other voice

My God I give myself to You
I let go and place my life, my soul
My body into
Your loving hands oh God

My God, here I am
I am Yours and Yours alone
All I am is Yours, use me as
You see fit

For I choose, yes, today, I declare
I will believe no other
I will trust no other
Only You, only You

My God I give myself to You!