The Beauty of You
There’s a love where He walked to that tree
Perfect love, far beyond me; Calvary
There is hope in my soul like an anchor
Like a binder, like a permanent marker
I’ve found where true joy lies
Under His wings, when He holds me,
When He smiles, it shines
Like the fire of a thousand suns
It burns through my aching heart
Healing all the cuts, the bruises, the scars.
Love that entangles me like wild vines
Holding me close to his heart, in his will
With Him there’s no risk of peril
There is no forged truth or forced love
Just the beauty of You, descending like the raindrops from above
Tearing through grey, bleak times
Filling the hopeless skies
With a hope that you’re watching us from up high.
Waiting patiently till the stars make way
For your bride, we wait, for that one day
When we shall see you face to face,
In garments white; Holy,
It’s Jesus - eternally.
Copyright © Christina Sookdeo | Year Posted 2011
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