Here I stand on the edge of who I could be yet only if I let go of everything that's me where all my fears cannot hold me still choosing my freedom inside another One's will

I lay down these things that bind with chains that I may pick up a yoke covered with stains relinquish my fears and all of "my rights" that I gain new perspective, eternity's sight

For I see dying to myself and all I would choose over this edge, I'd gain more than I'd loose for greater and grander Your perspective and view is all that would be, my life lived soley in You