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Measures of Faith
Freedom in infinite latitude of grace Answering questions life cannot face Inspiring a victor's heart in salvation's race Templed in the love of Christ, the joy to taste Heaven as bread, and earn it as place. ii Measure to me all The landscape of broken will Indwell finite space To endure the night In raptures claiming presence Of eternal day Passing through darkness With soul untainted, flawed light Imaging glory I hold with hands firm Beyond the brim of eyes span The great coming, here! I behold in grime Figures of hate, bruised and bare Loving enemies Earth is illusion The kingdom is veiled by love Absent from the heart O Master, bless me When night has no moon or stars To walk in this light To soar above fear Treat a pauper like a prince And sing to the cross What I see transforms Daylight is a prayer new Night a song of praise It is a gift rare For opened hearts, and bowed wills And love of the king. In pain there is joy If love's purpose tells sweet gain So still I remain.
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