THERE WAS A DROP INTO GOD'S ENDLESS SEA
AND IT WAS ME...
I MADE RIPPLES, SO MY MOTHER SAID
DELIGHT TO SOME...TO SOME SHEAR DREAD.
THE TOUCH OF MOTHER'S SOFT WARM HANDS
THE LOVE THAT ENTERED VIRGIN LANDS
TAUGHT ME TO WONDER...AND SET ME FREE
TO WALK AND TALK...AND JUST BE ME.
YOUNG AND CURIOUS I ROOMED TO SEE
WHAT ROUND THE BEND...AWAITED ME
SOMEHOW I ENDED ALL ALONE...LOST AND EMPTY
NOT KNOWING HOME
I CAME TO DRINK AT A COMMON WELL
AND MET A MAN WHO TOLD ME WELL
HE SMELLED OF CEDAR AND DESERT ROSE
AND CAREFULLY SPOKE THE WORDS HE CHOSE.
THROUGH ENDLESS DAYS AND DARKEST NIGHT
I SEARCHED FOR HIM WITH ALL MY MIGHT
WAITING, WAITING ON THE SHORE
WHERE HE FIRST CALLED ME ONCE BEFORE
LIFES BARBED WIRE FENCES RUSTAND ALL
TRIED TO KEEP ME FROM HIS CALL
THROUGH DARK TREED FORESTS OF THE NIGHT
THERE BROKE A HEAVENLY GLORIOUS LIGHT
I FELT THE HANDS OF GOD REACH DOWN
I DARED NOT MAKE A SINGLE SOUND
THEN AT HIS FEET I CRIED, "DEAR LORD"
MY HEART WAS CHANGED WITH SPIRIT SWORD
HIS HAND REACHED DOWN AND TOUCHED MY HEAD
HE BID ME RISE UP FROM THE DEAD
I DID NOT KNOW JUST WHAT HE MEANT
TILL HE PROMISED TO TAKE ME WHERE HE WENT.
I KNEW HE'D RISEN FROM THE GRAVE
I KNEW HE'D COME TO SURELY SAVE
BUT DID I HEAR HIM RIGHTLY SAY
I'LL COME AGAIN FOR YOU SOMEDAY
TO BE WITH ME...YOU'LL NEVER DIE
AND LIVE IN MANSIONS BEYOND THE SKY
THE WORDS HE'D SPOKEN FLEW ON BY
FOR SEEING HIM HAD MADE ME CRY
"MASTER, SAVIOR, KING AND LORD.
TOUCH ME WITH YOUR SPIRIT SWORD
NEVER LEAVE ME ALL ALONE
GIVE TO ME A LIVELY STONE
LET IT BE WITHIN MY HEART
WORDS ENGRAVED TO NE'R DEPART
TILL YOU COME, LIVE SO IN ME
THAT ALL MY LIFE YOUR LIGHT I'LL BE
AND SPIRIT CAME TO DWELL WITHIN
THE WORD MADE LIVE TO CONQUER SIN
ONCE AGAIN HE BID ME WAIT
IN PRAYER AND SOLITUDE THE STATE
TO TEACH MY SPIRIT TO BE STILL
TO LISTEN CAREFULLY FOR HIS WILL
MR MOSES CAME TO BE THE ONE AND ONLY MAN FOR ME...
NOT BY CHOICE...BUT GOD'S OWN HAND
HAD PICKED AND SEALED THE LIFE HE PLANED
CHILDREN BORN, THEN CAME THE GRAND
THE GREAT SOON FOLLOWED, LIKE GRAINS OF SAND
FRIENDS AND NEIGHBORS, KIN AND FOLK
FILLED OUR LIVES, LIKE STORIES WROTE
SO MUCH TO LEARN BOUT LOVE'S BLESSED TOUCH
THE SMELL OF CEDAR, AND DESERT ROSE
THE WORD THAT'S CAREFULLY SPOKEN RARE
THE WORD THAT LET'S ONE KNOW YOU CARE
SO GENTLE SWEET... THAT BIRDS WON'T FLY
BUT FEEDS THE TRUTH SO THEY WON'T DIE
THOSE HANDS THAT TOUCHED MY JOURNIED LIFE
I'VE LAYED TO REST IN SORROWED STRIFE
THAT STORM THAT COMES, YET SOON IS PAST
WHEN FAITH PROCLAIMS, "THEIR HOME AT LAST"
THIS ONE THING SURE
THAT YOU MUST SEE
THIS ONE LIL DROP FROM GOD'S GREAT SEA
HAS COME TO RIPPLE AND TO FAN
TO HAVE YOU COME TO UNDERSTAND
LONG AGO FOR YOU AND ME
A MAN NAMED JESUS CAME TO BE
GOD'S ONLY SON
CAME TO DIE
UPON A CROSS THEY HAD HIM LIE
THEY TOOK HIS HANDS AND NAILED THEM DOWN
AND PLACED ON HIM A THORNY CROWN
IF YOU WILL IN THIS QUIET HOUR
LET HIM COME IN SPIRIT POWER
YOU'LL SMELL THE SCENT OF DESERT ROSE
AND CEDAR FROM THE CROSS THEY CHOSE
YOU'LL FEEL THE TOUCH OF HIS DEAR HANDS
AND KNOW WHAT DEAD MEN UNDERSTANDS
THAT LIFE HAS COME AND SET YOU FREE
IT'S IN HIS HANDS...JUST LOOK AND SEE!
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