I heard Your voice in the quiet flame, A whisper strong, it called my name. Not for comfort, not for ease, But to walk the road that mercy sees. You said, “Come follow, come and serve,” So I stepped out with holy nerve— To love You more than all I know, And let Your Spirit freely flow.
I will—proclaim Your saving grace, I will—run this holy race. I will—lift the broken high, And wipe the tears from every eye. I will—feed the hungry soul, Clothe the heart that’s lost control. By Your strength, and by Your hand, I will—forever take this stand.
I bind myself to You alone, To make Your purpose fully known. To win the lost, to heal the pain, To walk with those the world disdains. I’ll hold the truth, I’ll guard the flame, Live with honor in Your name. In every word, in every deed, Let Christ alone be all I need.
I’ll be a friend to the forgotten, A voice for those who’ve never heard. I’ll stand for love in every moment, And live the power of Your Word. No turning back, no compromise, I’ll keep my gaze on heaven’s prize. This covenant I make today, To walk Your path and never stray.
I will—proclaim Your saving grace, I will—run this holy race. I will—lift the broken high, And wipe the tears from every eye. I will—feed the hungry soul, Clothe the heart that’s lost control. By Your strength, and by Your hand, I will—forever take this stand.
Done in the strength of Christ my King, This is the vow my soul will sing. In joy or trial, loss or gain— I will… for love, for truth, for His name.
I will—proclaim Your saving grace, I will—run this holy race. I will—lift the broken high, And wipe the tears from every eye. I will—feed the hungry soul, Clothe the heart that’s lost control. By Your strength, and by Your hand, I will—forever take this stand.
