"Too good to be true"
Is a lie that I refuse. Because what is grace apart from goodness? What is your love apart from you? It feels like such an audacious joy, To have brightness in the midst of this world, But you never shy away from paradoxes, Your joy is wide enough for grief, for trouble, For me. For all of me. The joy of salvation is intimacy with you, My King, in everything. It seems too simple to be profound, That your desire is to be found by me, That your covenant is peace, That your discipline is mercy, Yet your heart beats for the least of these, So my emptiness is my offering, My delight is in you and I will stand and sing, "Abba, you are worthy! Yeshua, you are king! Spirit, move mightily in me! I give you endless praise." Comments are closed.
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