The Beautiful Mystery
The dawn of waking uniquely
breathes of Your presence.
Songbirds welcome Your rising sun
as it paints the sky with colors of Your love
and glistens through the trees:
the awakening of creation to rejoice in its Creator.
breathes of Your presence.
Songbirds welcome Your rising sun
as it paints the sky with colors of Your love
and glistens through the trees:
the awakening of creation to rejoice in its Creator.
My heart answers Your tenderness
inviting me to rest in You;
that Your light may live in me
that Your wisdom may be revealed
that Your truth may reach
into the depths of my soul
take root and grow;
that I might die to myself
and live unto You--
entering once again
the beautiful mystery:
inviting me to rest in You;
that Your light may live in me
that Your wisdom may be revealed
that Your truth may reach
into the depths of my soul
take root and grow;
that I might die to myself
and live unto You--
entering once again
the beautiful mystery:
Glorious freedom in servanthood
unspeakable joy from the sorrow of sin
an aimless life redeemed by precious blood
eternal rebirth through surrender
touching beyond all that is seen and unseen
to the golden city that patiently waits
in the life to come.
unspeakable joy from the sorrow of sin
an aimless life redeemed by precious blood
eternal rebirth through surrender
touching beyond all that is seen and unseen
to the golden city that patiently waits
in the life to come.
Pamela Padrick Richards
Copyright 2003
Copyright 2003
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Christ’s Passion – God’s Plan
When once we sinned so long ago,
God in His mercy made us go . . .
beyond the Garden where we lived with Him,
to save us from dying in our sin.
He sent His son, the anointed one,
who offered Himself and on the cross was hung.
Every lash that He took, the nails, and the shame,
were because of our sin, we were to blame.
So I ask you today from deep in my heart:
Have you felt His call and acknowledged your part?
For if not, you have missed what matters most:
to join Him in Heaven with His glorious host.
His love is so pure, His mercy so great,
He longs for His home to be your fate.
God in His mercy made us go . . .
beyond the Garden where we lived with Him,
to save us from dying in our sin.
He sent His son, the anointed one,
who offered Himself and on the cross was hung.
Every lash that He took, the nails, and the shame,
were because of our sin, we were to blame.
So I ask you today from deep in my heart:
Have you felt His call and acknowledged your part?
For if not, you have missed what matters most:
to join Him in Heaven with His glorious host.
His love is so pure, His mercy so great,
He longs for His home to be your fate.
Pamela Padrick Richards
Copyright 2006
Copyright 2006
