AM I READY

Am I ready to suffer for your name
Or would I rather shrink back in shame?
Do I realize this is an opportunity
to share in your suffering for me?
Do I count it all joy that I am counted worthy
to suffer for your name?

My hands are your hands
My feet are your feet
My mouth is your to speak.
When I am asked to sacrifice
To give my all and not count the price
Lord, enable me to do it for you with joy

I need a vision, Lord, a purpose firm and true
Let not my vision be of selfish ambition
for then it would utterly fall
But I would look with You, Lord, unto the harvest field
To share your shame and reproach.