China Styles Lord Prepare Me
Lord,
I don't know what's ahead, but you do.
So before I step, before I rise, before
I fall, prepare me,
Lord. Prepare me for the journey I can't
see. For the doors you'll open and who
won't clap for me. For the storms that
come with silence and no sound. for the
tables you'll set while enemies
surround. Prepare me, Lord.
Yes, Lord.
Prepare me for the road ahead. For every
tear I haven't shed, for what you've
written, what you've planned. Even when
I don't understand, you sit high and
look down low. You hold tomorrow. So let
me grow. Lord,
prepare me.
>> Oh, prepare me.
>> Mold me. Shape me.
Prepare me for the blessings and the
pain. For the sunshine that still
follows rain. For the yes I didn't ask
to hear. For the no that will bring me
near. For the seasons when I feel alone.
Remind me that you're on the throne.
That every loss is part of the game.
That healing still can come through
pain. He's still good.
Trust him.
Wo.
You said you'd never leave me. You said
you'd fight for me. You said you'd make
a table right where my enemies can see.
So if it takes breaking me to prepare me
for your will, then break me, shake me,
and fill me still.
Fill me still, Lord. Let your will be
done. Prepare me for the road ahead. For
every tear I haven't shed. For what
you've written, what you planned. Even
when I don't understand, you sit high
and look down low. You hold tomorrow, so
let me grow. Lord,
prepare me.
>> Still, Lord, let your will be done.
>> Prepare me for the road ahead.
For every tear I haven't shed. For what
you've written, what you planned. Even
when I don't understand, you sit high
and look down low. You hold tomorrow, so
let me grow. Lord,
prepare me.
