Day Three

SoulDriver

Lord drive me from the temple of my impoverished desires

With a goad constructed from your mercy’s cords.

Drive out the den of thieves that do their bidding in my heart

And teach me now of treasure greater than the world’s rewards.

All that moves me, Jesus, all that drives my desires

I’ll give it up to see you in control.

Let all that moves me, Jesus, be all your grace requires

I want you for the captain of my soul.

Souldriver

I want you for the captain of my soul.

Your mighty power can do beyond all that we think or ask

Your mighty power accomplishes our most miraculous task

The wood, the hay and stubble on which we’ve come to rely

Replace them with the gold refined in fires that purify!

All that moves me, Jesus, all that drives my desires

I’ll give it up to see you in control.

Let all that moves me, Jesus, be all your grace requires

I want you for the captain of my soul.

All that moves me, Jesus, all that drives my desires

I’ll give it up to see you in control.

Let all that moves me, Jesus, be all your grace requires

I want you for the captain of my soul.

Souldriver

I want you for the captain of my soul.

Anthony Foster January 20, 2003