Corners Way deep down, in a dark part of me
Is a cherished dream that I don’t
want God to see.
It’s a tiny corner – just a little one;
It’s the hope of a husband and a
precious little son.
If I give this to God, I won’t have it anymore;
My cherished dream will be
in the hands of the Lord.
And what if He doesn’t ever give it back?
It would break my heart and
throw my life off track.

Lord...
I’m hanging on to this, my fingers are wrapped tight,
‘Round all my dreams, and I won’t give in without a fight.
This is what I planned and I thought that it was right!
And now You ask to take it – my precious dream out of my sight...
All right, Lord, I’ll give You some but not all.
That’s too much to ask, Lord, and this corner – mine – is so small...
But my all wasn’t on the altar – yes, part, but not the whole.
I had to give Him everything to have peace within my soul.

So, Lord...
Here I am again, and it’s all of me this time.
I’m giving you my corners and everything that’s mine.
You can take it – You can keep it – I’m not asking for returns.
I want to trust You with my life and I really want to learn
That You are in control and that You will always lead,
And I do know, Lord, way deep down
That You are all I need.©