O Great God Who Chooses Me

O great God who chooses me

Who calls to me and picks me

Who looks past all of the things that other see

Those things that cause them to pass me by

O great God who choose me

Who calls to me and picks me

Even when I am running from you

Even when I am hiding from you

Even when I don’t want to be found

O great God who chooses me

Who calls to me and picks me

who invites me into work of eternity

after I have turned away yet again

who come to me after I have messed up yet again

O great God who chooses me

Even after I have chosen my will over yours.

O great God who chooses me

Who calls to me and picks m

I lift my heart and my hands to you

I come offering who I am to you

And asking you to take this small gift

Take these few loaves and fishes

And break me

use me to feed and to clothe

And to love

I come knowing full well that I will still run sometimes

Knowing in my heart of hearts that I am not strong enough

Or patient enough

Or brave enough

Or confident enough

To continue to go where you are leading

But knowing that—beyond all reason—

You are the great God who chooses me

Who calls to me and picks me

and right now, in this moment I lift my life to you in worship and in praise.

O great God who chooses me

Who calls to me and picks me

Today I choose you.