Every branch in me that does not bear fruit he takes away
(John 15:2; NKJV).
Take away my mind:
You know my thoughts; they’re so unkind.
Take away my withered heart:
You know it’s cold and dark.
Take away my flesh:
You know my pains and weaknesses.
Take away my troubled life:
You know my inner strife.
Take away my soul:
Please make it yours, then I’ll be whole.
May there be less and less of me –
Until you set me free.
He must become greater and greater,
and I must become less and less (John 3:30; NLT).
The dust returns to the ground it came from,
and the spirit returns to God who gave it
(Ecclesiastes 12:7; NIV).