[Intro]
I have asked You
to use me.

But maybe the question isn't
whether You're willing.

Maybe the question is:

Am I becoming
someone You can use?

[Verse 1]
I want purpose without pruning.
I want calling without change.
I want You to use these hands
while I keep holding yesterday.

I want power without purity.
I want harvest without rain.
I want something great to happen
without letting You rearrange me.

But You aren't looking for impressive.
You aren't searching for a name.
You can do more with surrendered weakness
than I could ever do with fame.

So before I ask for greater,
before I ask You for increase,
start removing everything within me
that makes these hands unclean.

[Pre-Chorus]
Search me.
Clean me.
Correct me.
Teach me.

Whatever doesn't honor You,
I don't want it
living in me.

[Chorus]
Make me useful
to the Master.
Make me ready
for every good work.

Not more famous.
Not more gifted.
Make me faithful
to Your Word.

If there's something
You can't use,
cut it loose.

If there's something
I must lose,
take it too.

I don't need
to look important.

Jesus,
make me useful.

[Scripture]
Second Timothy two, verse twenty-one:
Therefore, if anyone cleanses himself from these things, he will be a vessel for honor, sanctified, useful to the Master, having been prepared for every good work.

[Verse 2]
Take resentment I've been feeding.
Take the pride I learned to hide.
Take the jealousy that whispers
when another person shines.

Take the words I shouldn't speak.
Take the things I shouldn't watch.
Take the compromises I defend
because surrender costs too much.

Take the anger.
Take the ego.
Take the secret appetite.
Take whatever makes me different
when I'm hidden from the light.

I don't want a public worship
and a private life opposed.

I would rather You expose it
than allow it
to own my soul.

[Chorus]
Make me useful
to the Master.
Make me ready
for every good work.

Not more famous.
Not more gifted.
Make me faithful
to Your Word.

If there's something
You can't use,
cut it loose.

If there's something
I must lose,
take it too.

I don't need
to look important.

Jesus,
make me useful.

[Bridge]
A vessel doesn't choose
what it carries.

A servant doesn't outrank
the Master.

Clay doesn't tell
the Potter
what it will become.

So why do I keep asking You
to use me

while telling You
what You cannot change?

[Build]
Jeremiah eighteen, verse six:
Behold, like the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in My hand.

Then reshape me.

Again.

And again.

And again.

Until my character
can carry
what my calling requires.

Until my private life
agrees with my public worship.

Until obedience
becomes instinct.

Until holiness
matters more than influence.

Until You can place something
precious in these hands

and trust me
not to make it about myself.

[Breakdown]
I don't need
a bigger platform.

I need
a cleaner vessel.

I don't need
more people watching.

I need
more of You changing me.

I don't need
my name remembered.

I need
my life usable.

[Final Chorus]
Make me useful
to the Master.
Make me ready
for every good work.

Make me patient.
Make me truthful.
Make me gentle.
Make me firm.

Give me courage
without arrogance.

Give me strength
without my pride.

Give me knowledge
with humility.

Give me truth
without compromise.

If You never make me famous,
I have lost nothing at all.

But don't let me waste
the life You gave me
because I wouldn't let You
change my heart.

Jesus,

clean this vessel.

Prepare these hands.

Shape this heart.

Make me useful
to the Master.

[Outro]
Before I ask:

“Where will You send me?”

I'll ask:

“What must change in me?”

Before:

“Give me something great to do.”

I'll pray:

“Prepare me
for every good work.”

Here is the vessel.

You are the Master.

Make me useful.
