Pour me out, Lord, use me up.
When You’re done I know You will refill my cup.
Take this life, use the rest of my days
Make me a holy instrument for Your praise.
I’m yielding to His Holy Spirit
If He’s not in it, no need to get near it
I’m His vessel since He cleansed me
I’m ready to go wherever He sends me
Pour me out, Lord, use me up
When You’re done You’re faithful to refill my cup
Take this life, use the rest of my days
Make me a holy instrument for Your praise
Purge my heart of any other love
Affections set on only what’s above
I’m grateful for the love he’s shown me
I’m using all the gifts He’s loaned me
(Chours)
I’m the clay and He’s the potter
I’m the child and He’s the Father
Following where He’s leading
Cause He’s ever interceding
(Chours)