When the oceans rise and thunders roar, I will soar with You above the storm.
I want to feel the rush of wind. Ungrateful, sinned; these veins are thinned. Am begging, pleading, wishing, even split down and bleeding - deprived of feeling.
I need forgiveness. Relieve me, oh the pain. (My sinful self, be my only shame.)
I want you, I need you, to dance with me. Bring me away: Up, up, and away.
And from my smitten heart with tears,
Two wonders confess:
The wonders of His glorious Love,
& my own worthlessness.
Though I walk through the valley of the Shadow of Death, ♥