Living Fountain

I surrender

I surrender

The broken  and crumbling

Walls that I have built

To you, Oh, Lord

I surrender

I surrender

All my hopes and dreams

Into your capable hands

Oh, Lord

Where you lead me

I will follow

Through fire and storm

Your gentle hand leads me

Through it all

You did not promise

Roses without the thorns

So, as I go through this life

Picking the roses their thorns

Prick my heart and bleeds

Through your healing grace

I carry on as I surrender

All to you,

The God who created me.