Silver or Gold
You do not require
Neither the sacrifice of Bulls or Goats
Do you need

We can build castles to the sky
Or ornate temples that would honor you
But the things of this earth do not interest you

All that we have you have created
From the majestic mountains to the mighty sea
How could we even begin to think that our gifts would even matter

What you don’t have is all of me
Created in your image
Thought about long before time
Made from Loving Hands

Lord I love you
Let me offer myself
As a living sacrifice
To honor and to please you

You can have my Heart
All of it is yours
On my knees
Humble and prostrate
I will praise you all of my days

Psalms 139:1-18 CEV

You have looked deep into my heart, LORD, and you know all about me. You know when I am resting or when I am working, and from heaven you discover my thoughts. You notice everything I do and everywhere I go. Before I even speak a word, you know what I will say, and with your powerful arm you protect me from every side. I can’t understand all of this! Such wonderful knowledge is far above me. Where could I go to escape from your Spirit or from your sight? If I were to climb up to the highest heavens, you would be there. If I were to dig down to the world of the dead you would also be there. Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me. Or suppose I said, “I’ll hide in the dark until night comes to cover me over.” But you see in the dark because daylight and dark are all the same to you. You are the one who put me together inside my mother’s body, and I praise you because of the wonderful way you created me.

Everything you do is marvelous! Of this I have no doubt. Nothing about me is hidden from you! I was secretly woven together out of human sight, but with your own eyes you saw my body being formed. Even before I was born, you had written in your book everything about me. Your thoughts are far beyond my understanding, much more than I could ever imagine. I try to count your thoughts, but they outnumber the grains of sand on the beach. And when I awake, I will find you nearby.

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