Draw me in
Draw me in to the holy of holies, to the place where the heart knows no fear. Where brokenness collides with redemption, where Your grace and your glory appear.
Draw me, call me, draw me in…
I’m stepping in, to the currents of mercy, letting fall all the shackles of self. Bending low, where the cross meets the humble and my sin is exchanged for Your grace.
Draw me, call me, draw me in…
Lord here I am! I’m stepping into your love, stepping into your love for me and all that I am, is stepping into your love, stepping in, into your love for me.
Draw me in to the heart of the Father, and His ache for His image in pain. Let the fire that You yearned to enkindle, be the flame that burns within me.
No eye has seen no ear has heard, What our God has prepared for us.
Pat Keady © 2010