Jewel of Jesus

How do I proclaim the Jewel of Jesus; I’m just a fool. The words delight and disappear. How does one praise the holy one? He’s too much for words. I’m not worthy to lift him up in song; I sing along with those duly gifted. The wonder of lyrics with such treasures: Here I raise my Ebenezer; Let highborn seraphs tune the lyre, and as they tune it, fall; I’ll fly away, oh glory, I’ll fly away… How do I proclaim the Jewel of Jesus; I’m just a fool, a fool who leans on scripture and gleams truths. My biblical articulation is mute; how do you describe eternity, infinity, true love? In simplicity, perhaps. He was put to death by sinners, buried and three days later breathed forevermore; we’ve been invited - we choose our afterlife. Do you really want to obtain the most precious jewel ever offered? You can only embrace, you can’t give Him away. Ruby-red, sapphire-bruised, pale-opal… Fiery-garnet eyes, many crowns on his head… I’m just a fool to try, but I must try to put Jesus in a human box - can we even describe how breathless we will be when we see divinity?