Rising up within me there is a song
A song that I will always sing in my attempt to pour back the love and grace that's been showered upon me.
This song runs deep; it pulses in my veins, it's forever intertwined with my blood and life.
It will always make me sing to a King, the King, most worthy above all.
Battered and bruised and crushed for me; He took it all and went well into the darkness for my sake
going farther and giving up more than I ever can or will in this mortal skin.
Yet, fight the darkness I will and propel love and light into its midst to shake the demons and hate
from their ground, the ancient strongholds and drive them back into the despised abyss called Hell.
For there my soul once dwelt bound to all that hates and destroys and kept me from my Maker;
yet my Abba's grace was Before and extends Beyond and so it stretched down and rescued me from the abyss and is cleansing me.
And now my desire is for the Lover and to be like HIM.
Burn desire for HIM, burn.
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