Sacrifice

To become more holy as Christ would have us come to be,
Requires daily sacrifice, am I willing to open my eyes and see?
The alter of the Lord open to carry my burdens upon his back,
Or find myself unwilling to unload due to the faith that I lack.

To give away my favorite sins on the alters as a sacrifice to gain,
Or will I cause myself to suffer my own grief and my own pain?
To bend my back beneath my heavy load and strain on my own,
Feeling I must sacrifice my strength and sinew and my bone.

Am I willing to carry the cross I have been given on this earth?
All alone up the hill, or will I allow another to carry my dearth?
Will my shoulders be brought low to bear the load I carry alone?
The strain and weight that caused the Savior of mankind to groan.

Would that I might release with courage my will in him to trust,
Seeking to be equally yoked, unload the burden daily as I must.
Repenting daily my sacrifice of sin replaced with a heart of joy,
Willingly I lay aside burdens at his feet, his atonement I employ.