No matter what I do or say,
Jesus, You will have your way.
I fight, I beat against your chest,
Though I know You want my best.
I know You have an awesome scheme,
A plan beyond my wildest dreams.
My blinded eyes, my stopped up ears,
Surely You will calm my fears.
Kicking, screaming, still I go;
Your plan for me I do not know.
When sweet surrender finally comes —
Not my will, but Thine be done.
clarakatalin 
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