ďFather, if it is Your will, take this cup away from Me; nevertheless not My will, but Yours be done.Ē
ďMost assuredly, I say to you, a servant is not greater than his master, nor is he who is sent greater than he who sent him.
Father, my prayer not many days ago You have answered, for in my hearing
my praises, not the usual hurried halleluiahs,are so much more endearing;
what I asked of You, tried to get on my own, process through my finite brain
then thought my soul could comprehend, realized it was impossible to attain.
To know the depth of love so foreign, when I imagined every fiber of Your heart
so desperate to remove the cup, the same Your Son asked if He could have no part;
to know the width and breadth of love that had to turn while He drank it full
silent in the face of mockers, cruel Roman soldiers and each surrounding Basham bull.
Prayed never again to take for granted my redemption or count it as a common thing
sinís costly remedy, poured out by the spotless Lamb, eternal Lord and King;
that my spirit lock it in, the amazing, incredible truth what You did not only for me
The Great I Am, Jehovah God, Who died on a cross to set a dying world free.
Yet until Iím face to face in Heavenís glorious courts, I will only know in part
Jesus, fullness the Godhead, untapped love to flow from His majestic heart;
Iíll place my hands on His scars, comprehend it all, love I no still know so little of
one look in His eyes, one long embrace, my every expectation so very far above!
Father, my prayer today and I tremble as itís whispered, I know You are hearing
my praises not the usual hurried halleluiahs, are so much more endearing,
Iím asking when You place Your cup into my hand, I not release itís fiery grip
But that I, as You obeyed, drink it all yet not without grace to take first sip.
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