Christine Denté - The Mover lyrics

Oh Mover of me, may I always submit unto thee Oh Mover of me, may I always depend upon thee You don't move men like stones but endue them with life That they may be free to be moved by thee Oh Mover of me, it was You made me able to see The Christ I receive, couldn't love if you didn't love me You don't move men like stones but endue them with life That they may be free to be moved by thee Oh Mover of me, let thy love draw me nearer to thee Oh Lover of me, make me ready, I'm headed for thee Though my heart was a stone, you made it your own That I might be free Oh Lover of me Now my heart is free to be moved by thee