1  The Spirit of the triune God

    Within our spirit now doth rest;

    He ever seeks thru us to flow,

    That God in Christ may be expressed.

 2  But by the outward, natural man

    The Spirit is confined within;

    Instead of giving Him a home,

    A prison we've become to Him.

 3  He's like a treasure of great worth

    Contained in vessels earthen-made;

    The vessel must be broken through

    And thus the treasure be displayed.

 4  Oh, how the Lord our self must break,

    Our outward man does so impede!

    It must be broken thoroughly,

    And thus the Spirit will be freed.

 5  This is the reason why the Lord

    For us a certain measure makes

    Of circumstantial suffering;

    'Tis thus our outward man He breaks.

 6  The outward man, the self, the soul,

    Must be consumed, must be decreased;

    The inner man, our spirit, then

    Shall with the Spirit be released.

 7  Lord, grant Thy holy brokenness,

    Deliver me from being whole;

    And make me willing to receive

    The wounds that Thou wouldst give my soul.

 8  Oh, cause me to appreciate

    Thy breaking, never to complain;

    And grant that I may value more

    All kinds of loss instead of gain.