Pour me out, Lord, use me up. When You’re done I know You will refill my cup. Take this life, use the rest of my days Make me a holy instrument for Your praise. I’m yielding to His Holy Spirit If He’s not in it, no need to get near it I’m His vessel since He cleansed me I’m ready to go wherever He sends me Pour me out, Lord, use me up When You’re done You’re faithful to refill my cup Take this life, use the rest of my days Make me a holy instrument for Your praise Purge my heart of any other love Affections set on only what’s above I’m grateful for the love he’s shown me I’m using all the gifts He’s loaned me (Chours) I’m the clay and He’s the potter I’m the child and He’s the Father Following where He’s leading Cause He’s ever interceding (Chours)