Becoming a Vesselpb HillGod's great house is filled with silver and gold.Silver streams and golden gates.A place full of love, rest assured, we're told.No room for mankind's mistakes. Bound here on earth is satan's choice,Attempting to confuse the Lord's own.At times it's hard to resist his voice,Despite the seeds Christ has sown. Yet God recognizes His vessels so pure,Those who've purged the challenge of sin.His vessels of honor, honest and sure,Then we can see Him all over your skin. God, Abba, can use these vessels for His Glory,For His work here on earth,Each can collect seeds of His story.Still one must choose to honor His worth. Ban that which offends the saved.Let Him fill you with honor and grace,To lose yourself inside what He craves.So that all can see Him on your face. Be His vessel of honor full.Know His Spirit strong and true.Feel His Love, and His peaceful rule.As He makes a vessel of honor of you.