Father,
You hold all
things together
You make all
things new
Your redemption
is perfect
Purchased out of
death
Unto life,
abundant life
Our destiny is
purity and perfection
Not a static
state of endless protection
Rather, a dynamic
embrace of all we have known
And all that is
yet to be shown
Yet I scarce
believe you will transform
My brokenness
into wholeness
My pain into
pleasure
My sorrow into
joy
Betrayal into
fidelity
Evil into good
Can these dry
bones live?
Can they be
transfigured?
Can they join the
pulse
Of Your pure
heart?
Contain the flow
Of Your boundless
love?
Can they endure
the glory
Of Your consuming
face?
Can they survive
the power
Of Your holy
embrace?
Can they ever
grasp the beauty
Of Your matchless
grace?
Can they know
As they are
known?
Will all things
be made new?
Will my memories
remain
And yet be
changed?
Can these
thoughts
Enjoy
transubstantiation?
Can all that I am
All I have known
Be engulfed in
Your beauty?
What grace must
you apply
To the emptiness
of my being
That I might fit
Into the fullness
of Your image?
Be imprisoned to
Your Majesty
Every
recollection
Made factual and
true
Every betrayal
A revelation of
Your fidelity
Every pain
A song of Your
goodness
Every
disappointment
A hymn to Your faithfulness
Every threat of
death
A proclamation of
Your life
Let every fiber
of my being
From the time you
wove me together
In my mother’s
womb
Through every
breath I have drawn
Every joy and
every sorrow
Past, present,
and for all tomorrows
For as long as I
am
Proclaim boldly
Your greatness
Your faithfulness
Your beauty
And Your mercy
Savior,
At your
appearance
May I sing in
harmony
With the symphony
Of Your creation?
Breathed upon by
your Spirit
May I dance that
flawless dance
Of the redeemed
Moving in the
splendor
Of Your presence?
In that day
When all that is
gives You glory
Martyrs and
saints singing your praise
Angels continuing
their ancient anthem
Flowers, plants
and trees
Joining in the
revelry
The crown of
thorns
now a royal
diadem
The cross unfolded
Bejeweled as your
throne
In that day
All creation will
your name revere
Every nation
bowing every knee
The pit too will
sing
Of the beauty of
Your holy mountain
Hell itself will
then proclaim
The righteousness
of Your reign
And the splendor
of Your Name
Judgment will
your grace reveal
As the peoples
gather to be healed.
The damned will
bear witness
To Your mercy
In Your presence
Consumed by Your
absence
Touched by Your
love without end
Unknowing but
revealing
The greatness of
Your plan.
Come quickly Lord
Jesus
Fill all things
with Your presence
Make all things
new
Make Your
Redemption Complete!
February 2009
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