To my Rescuer
I dedicate these thanks.
And as token of my gratitude
I offer you my time
For you have given me eternity.
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
True
Through and through
Melded and welded to righteousness.
Honest faith, honest works
Humble continuity in my new life.
A Sunday way of life
Every day of my life.
Making this gospel my own,
Living the parables
Bearing the burdens
Sharing the yoke that is easy to lift.
It is easy, brings comfort
When embraced in my heart,
When worn every moment,
When borne as my cross.
My actions agree
With my inmost beliefs.
Conversion, when true,
Makes you and me free.
Through and through
Melded and welded to righteousness.
Honest faith, honest works
Humble continuity in my new life.
A Sunday way of life
Every day of my life.
Making this gospel my own,
Living the parables
Bearing the burdens
Sharing the yoke that is easy to lift.
It is easy, brings comfort
When embraced in my heart,
When worn every moment,
When borne as my cross.
My actions agree
With my inmost beliefs.
Conversion, when true,
Makes you and me free.
Emblems
Reverently I take the bread,
Soft and sweet,
Chew and swallow this symbol of Christ.
Teeth grind the bread,
Lashes on the back
Foreign sorrows pressed into his soul.
The cool water,
Refreshing,
An emblem of blood given in agony.
Soft and sweet,
Chew and swallow this symbol of Christ.
Teeth grind the bread,
Lashes on the back
Foreign sorrows pressed into his soul.
The cool water,
Refreshing,
An emblem of blood given in agony.
O living God
O living God
You look upon death and allow it
O God of mercy
All knowing, Lord of Hosts
What contradictions
in your word and nature
What complexities so obscure.
Do you balance your perfection
As we juggle our flaws?
O loving Father
Potent love
Do you wrestle with yourself
With your pure love
As single as your glory?
You look upon death and allow it
O God of mercy
All knowing, Lord of Hosts
What contradictions
in your word and nature
What complexities so obscure.
Do you balance your perfection
As we juggle our flaws?
O loving Father
Potent love
Do you wrestle with yourself
With your pure love
As single as your glory?
Let him in
God
He wept
Earth
She moaned
Righteousness swept-
Buried--asleep in the ground.
Men, we have walked
All over the earth,
Our time we have mocked
With scorn or with mirth.
No place for God
No room at the inn
For Christ's quiet knock,
Gentle healing from sin.
Jesus, he died.
Our debt, he paid.
Jesus, he loves you-
Let him in! Let him in!
He wept
Earth
She moaned
Righteousness swept-
Buried--asleep in the ground.
Men, we have walked
All over the earth,
Our time we have mocked
With scorn or with mirth.
No place for God
No room at the inn
For Christ's quiet knock,
Gentle healing from sin.
Jesus, he died.
Our debt, he paid.
Jesus, he loves you-
Let him in! Let him in!
Lord, I would serve thee
Lord, I would serve thee,
The king who wants nought
But to love in the melee,
To find those who sought
For his word and his hand,
For his arm and his armies
That shelter, protect the land
Of our hearts, our promise
To serve only Thou,
Humble King, Divine Lamb,
The sower to sow,
Alpha, Omega, I AM.
The king who wants nought
But to love in the melee,
To find those who sought
For his word and his hand,
For his arm and his armies
That shelter, protect the land
Of our hearts, our promise
To serve only Thou,
Humble King, Divine Lamb,
The sower to sow,
Alpha, Omega, I AM.
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