Lord prepare me

To be a sanctuary

Pure and holy

Tried and true

With thanksgiving

Ill be a living

Sanctuary

For You.

The wonder of the thought!  The Master of the Heavens wants me to be a sanctuary for His eternal presence.  He longs to come into me where I can touch Him, heart to Heart, spirit to Spirit, I to Thou, “deep calling unto deep”.  That this should be my destiny is beyond my wildest dream, my heart’s deepest yearning.  Yet it is reality, it is true!  Love has me tight in His grasp.  Behold what manner of love God has lavished on me, that I should be called His son!  A son chosen for excellence, for integrity and things too exalted for me to imagine.  For He is too glorious for me, too holy—my vessel bursts at His coming and my soul is poured out within me, overflowing with tears of joy.  Surely death must be my fate for how can I hold Him, my soul’s greatest longing?  But what a blessed death; oh, may I die a thousand deaths!  And be forever a living sanctuary for Him.