I have no title for this

I dont go with the crowd
I go with the flow
With the teacher who comes
The Holy Spirit who knows
Put down your sword
Put it back in it's sheath
Almighty God is here
He's gathering His sheep
to the line I will go
to the ONE in the sand
to watch as He teaches
Giving sinners His hand
for the moment I swing
I've given up love
To the one who
Loves death
Not to Heaven above
I dont have it right
But He in me does
My King, my Lord
my Master of love
flesh will bend its will
Becoming His taste
A living Host it shall be
A trade for His grace
I lay down my life
It is not my own
Holy Spirit, Gentle father
Make this vessel your Home
please help me sort through this
Please work this stuff out
There is no one else
There is no doubt
My only dependence comes from You
Please take these tears
On Your feet be true
To annoint You with grace
As You fill my cup
You calm the seas
You lift me up .
Your face makes sense
Your words ring true
I've forsaken all others
I'm looking for You..
No longer my own
let this blood drain out
put Your filling in
To walk about
So Your Son can come
Yes in the flesh
cleaning up the world
In all it's distress
I know it's not easy
I know Youre in charge
the world it is running
It's running so far
I won't go away
I want to be near
Your tone Your words
It's all I can hear
so please touch my heart
Yes make it Your own
My eyes they are blind
You are my Home..

How about a trade for his grace

Yep homeward still working it all out
Letting go and giving in .. is a daily offering moment by moment for me