My heart feels numb
No joy. No pain.
My mind is dumb
No loss. No gain.
Just frantic, restless, shaken up
Unsatisfied, an empty cup
Would running help? Or sitting still?
Can the Gospel truly my soul fulfill?
Forgetful heart remind once more
The price you cost your precious Lord
The sinful solidarity
Character of your infancy
From the womb your centeredness
Was fixed on self, not righteousness
Every deed and motive bared
Curse and rebellion wholly paired
But while you died in vile estate
His heart proposed redemptive fate
And giving One so sweet and dear
He wrought His heart to bring you near
Nothing finer, none more fair
Than sacrificial, holy Heir
Lived perfection flawlessly
But died without one mercy plea
He took your cross upon His back
And suffered heaven's deadly wrath
All the while you cluelessly
Loving rebellious futility
But holiness death cannot bind
And Jesus' bones not one can find
For He has risen triumphantly
To reign on high eternally
Resurrection His identity proved
That hearts of stone like yours be moved
From lifeless apathy to praise
From fear to joy for ceaseless days
From death to new creation's song
From mute to singing all life long
Remember, heart, still day by day
He is the Life, the Truth, the Way
In Him your shameful sorrows end
In Him refuge and hope begin
In Him each breath, each circumstance
In Him each tear, each laugh, each dance
In Christ your freedom and your strength
In Love unfathomed height and length
In Him your true reality
In Him alone identity
Forget not though to wander prone
And live decidedly toward the throne
Upon which sits your Great Reward
Jesus, the Everlasting Lord
Live for naught but His embrace
Die to love Him face to face
1 comment:
I think you wrote Truth for me too, Kate. These lines are incredible. Thank you for speaking Truth to my heart today :)
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