Tuesday 2 April 2019
All That is Within
This is a kind of Psalm
No trumpet
No fanfare
No raised alarm
Just a sinner
Who came to no harm
Reeling from love
Kneeling
With open palms
Open mouthed
Outstretched arms
Yes, this is a kind of Psalm.
Every breath that now comes
In chaos and calm
Sets wind in my praises
Gives sail to my psalm
Your works of wonder
Your awesome power
The detail in
Each fragile flower
The fearful wonder
In the way you made me
The breath of life
The love you gave me
All your works
Shall praise your name
All creation
Screams your fame
I can't promise you
Everything
I'm not even sure you can keep
The gifts I bring
But all within me
Wants to sing
Sing for you now
Sing my Psalm to my king,
You have saved me
And I love you.
Jesus God
No one above you
You know he's done wonderful things
When even your sin makes you sing
Because with opened eyes you can see
He dealt with it so gloriously
In love so superabundantly
His blood still avails for you and me,
Yes
This is a kind of Psalm
No trumpet in this room,
No fanfare
No raised alarm
Just a sinner
Who came to no harm
Reeling from love
Kneeling
With open palms
Open mouthed
With Outstretched arms
see how it has been dealt with so gloriously and so superabundantly
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