| Your life and mine are empty vessels
|
| Waiting to be filled
|
| God is pouring out a joy unmeasured
|
| On those who obey His will
|
| He is the giver, we’re the receivers
|
| So what you see in me
|
| Is only a gift from the Spirit of life
|
| Who fills my heart constantly
|
| Every perfect gift comes from above
|
| From the Father of lights
|
| From the Lord of love
|
| This joy that I have that I’m singing of
|
| Is from the Lord
|
| Every perfect gift comes from the Lord
|
| From the Father of lights
|
| From the Lord of love
|
| This joy that I have that I’m singing of
|
| Is from the Lord, from the Lord
|
| That’s where the joy comes from
|
| That’s where the joy comes from
|
| Thieves may try to rob my treasure
|
| But they don’t hold the key
|
| That leads into the sanctuary
|
| Where God’s Spirit lives in me
|
| He is the builder, I am the temple
|
| So what you see in me
|
| Is what He is making and safely protecting
|
| Until I stand complete |