how could You such holiness
love us, this mystery, this world
we even though we accept Your truths
beating upon Your brest, the Lion of Judah
the voice who sustains, calls me by name
and i stand in awe, my knees buckle in front of You
in this pain, in this suffering, i find You again,
by my side, hands holding mine
saying softly, "It'll be alright"
that same voice that breathed life, that brings order
in this storm, You call me, out of safety
out of this shelter i have made for myself
wanting the best for me, caring and loving
its not about me, but all about You.
Lion Of Judah, Jesus Christ, why do You love me
i see my fingerprints on Your scars, on that flogged back.
Lion of Judah, Creator, Sustainer, You let me do this to You.
the knowledge the wisdom the love, the mystery
captivate my heart once again, i will praise You
i fall and worship, humbled, saddened, raised
there is never enough words, not enough gifts
keep me in, in Your love and comfort
Lion Of Judah.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
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