Inspired by Ephesians 3:16–19

Lord, I come with empty hands,
Weary heart and shifting sands.
Not to strive or prove I’m good,
But to be shaped, as only You could.

Strengthen me deep in my soul,
Where brokenness hides, where I’ve lost control.
Let Your Spirit breathe in the quiet place,
And flood my doubt with steady grace.

Dwell in my heart, make it Your own,
Not just a visit; come claim Your home.
Plant Your peace where fear once grew,
Make every thought belong to You.

Root me, ground me in Your love,
Not in fear or rules from above.
But in the kindness You freely give,
That teaches my soul how to truly live.

Show me the height, the depth, the span
Of a love no mind could ever plan.
Let it silence shame, outlast my sin,
And draw me ever closer in.

I want to know what can’t be known,
To feel Your love, to call it home.
Until my heart beats like Yours does,
Holy, not because I must
But because I’m filled with You, O God,
With all Your fullness, wide and broad.

So, shape my life from inside out,
Not by fear, not by doubt.
But by the love that sets me free,
To live, to love, to be holy.