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Broken Bread

May I be broken bread, may I be poured out wine

May I incarnate, Your kindness Lord

Spend my life Jesus, anyway You please

Whether on great things, or what seems small

Your will done your way

Your will done your way

Your will done your way

I will not fight You

Take me past the line that my heart draws

I will not fight You

Take me beyond the laziness of my thoughts

I will not fight

Lead me further than I've gone before

I will not fight You

I'm abandoned to Your call

Do not let there be, any part of me

That’s untouchable, unreachable

Let my delight be, living out Your dreams

Washing dirty feet, and kissing yours

God let Your dreams come true, dream through us

God let Your dreams come true through us

His voice

"You have a choice, you know."
"Yes, actually, I do know.  You're terribly fond of giving choices, aren't You?  And for what?  I mean, has giving anyone a choice actually worked out for You?  Isn't choices what wrecked the world in the first place?"
"You can look at it that way if you want."
"It's the only way I know how to see it."
"But I've given you new eyes -- you can see it.  I don't ask you to do what I have not provided you the ability to do.  Yes, I let you choose, but I also suffered the consequences of your choice."
"You should hate me."
"I love you."
"Then why do this to me?  Why make it hurt so much?"
"I love you."
"Is that the only thing You can say?!"
"It's the only thing you need to hear."