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Perspectives' Resolve


Lord,

In your great presence I am far too small to be counted
I’m a mere speck under the foot of a towering giant
I’m an ordinary grain among the sands of the oceans
And you Lord, are the waters of the seas that move me at will
I’m helpless against you and wholly dependent on your mercy
I’m common and short of greatness, destined for obscurity

But by loving grace alone I’m now chosen to become more
Through the fire of your spirit I’m refined and made molten
Shaped by your own Holy breath, you call me now special
With praise and thankfulness I am transformed to have worth
And with others I’m now cast as a part of the Kings cup
Now, so honored to bring sweet wine of loving gratitude to your lips

Let my praises forever exalt your glorious wonders
For against you there are none worthy to compare
You’re the source of all that is good, righteous and holy
Your vast compassion, beyond the explanation of men
You lift up the humble and soon humiliate the proud
You alone stand in the sovereign judgment of worth

 I’m like a blade of grass before the roaring flames of a furnace
I could not hope to defend myself against your terrible power
At only your will I could vanish in smoke and exist no more
And my name would soon fade to never be heard again
The hope of my life could disappear as though I never existed
And among the hoards of humanity I would not long be missed

But you, you know my name Lord and you’ve written it down
You sing it over me in sweet songs of endearment
Though of my own accord, I have no acclaim on the earth
And in the heavens, bear no right before angels
You lift me up above my own worthiness and call me your own
You speak my name before the angels to call me your beloved

The elation of salvation soon leaves me broken and humble
For I know that I could never bear the payment of what I have earned And I could never earn what I have been freely given
As a man, I know not even the full weight of my own sin
For it is both known and unknown to my limited mind
You are my judge, knowing all, yet having forgiven, remembering none

Men judge by what they know and you by what they cannot
Your mind and standards being beyond the limitations of men
When judgment is finished and the earth rolled up like a scroll
Some among the greatest minds of men will have fallen
Both prey and victims of their own wisest reason and judgment
All knowing then without need to reason, that you alone are God

I will not protest for what I deserve, nor assert my right
For what I rightfully deserve is beyond my ability to bear
And your loving kindness is more worthy than any treasure by far
Your loving arms about me keep me safe far beyond peril
And all that I have in you, I could not even conceive to ask
Worthless made worthy, pauper made prince, my God calls me friend

So I stand now trembling in reverent fear of your sovereign power
Yet still, resting peacefully, well protected by your unending love
One free to choose on the earth is now made slave of love by choice Your grace is my blanket, your mercy, my pillow while I await your return My eternal employ, chosen with grateful and loving resolve is clear To bring unending joy and a smile to your face, the God of my heart

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