Poetry

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I've no words that are worthy, for my sins cut so deep.
So I'm moved to have You search me, desiring to sing my keep.
My spirit's dry, cut for longing, I've no song, no praise to muster.
Help me to know my belonging, bring back hope for my luster.

Then You come to me as if You're always there.
Again Your love I can see. You pull me from the snare.
You are faithful as You are true. Your kingdom I still see.
With spirit quenched, I'm renewed, for You sing to me.

You have joy, with holy gladness, that You have my life.
You have saved me from the madness, wrought through sacrifice.
With Your great might is Your desire to keep me from any pit.
As You raised Jesus from death's fire You've gained me by Your Spirit.

So You come for me. You are always there.
It's Your love I still see, pulling me from my snare.
You are faithful as You are true. Your kingdom I still see.
My spirit's quenched, I'm renewed. There You sing to me.

Your Word sings to me with joy You're always there.
By Your Spirit I have seen You pull me from my snare.
You are faithful as You are true. Your kingdom remains to see.
With spirit quenched, I'm renewed as You sing to me.

© 2-11-2011


“The LORD your God in your midst,
The Mighty One, will save;
He will rejoice over you with gladness,
He will quiet you with His love,
He will rejoice over you with singing.” - Zephaniah 3:17

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