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Standard (EADGBE)
Verse
Not searching for experience,
Nor longing for a feel-ing
I come in simple faith to you,
My heart and body yielding.
There's something stirring deep in me,
My heart is feeling tender;
In light of all Your mercies, Lord,
My all I now sur-ren-der.
Chorus
Before the Throne of Christ I kneel,
Under the Spirit's power I yield,
All that I have or want or feel,
Empty or full, I know He's real.
A living sacrifice I'll be;
Holy, ac-cept-able to Thee;
Yielded as Christ is formed in me,
Constrained by His mercy.