Thursday, November 1, 2012

Mighty

Tearing open the heavens,
Mercy falling down,
On my knees,
Ragged edges stretch their bounds,
Giving way to this rush of grace

Gentle touch of wholeness
Knitting my loose ends,
Weaving me into Your flesh

Immobile and fixed on the Rock
Shaking hands in surrender,

Mighty to save,
in my frailties You are Lord.


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