Worthy
I am worthy to sit at the right hand of Christ; I am worthy to see Gods shining light.
I am worthy to work as Christ’s hired hand, to work in the field as he has planned.
I am worthy of feeling all of Christ’s love, and the love of the father from up above.
For I am seen as the righteousness of Christ, even when he chose to up his life;
For God’s great plan of redemption existed before the fall of man. So we can all witness his loving hand.
As he empties all my backpacks filled with sand, and as we walk together through this wretched land. He will protect me with his righteous right hand.
And until I reach the end of my road, he will never let go of his loving hold.
For when I am finished with my sanctification, I will be seen with him in a pure and perfect body of glorification.
For by his sacrifice; I am worthy.
Copyright © Jesse Ponnambalam | Year Posted 2020
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