Tuesday, 28 May 2013


In moral waste and emptiness
The whole world lies in night,
Ignoring God's desire to bless,
Repelling heavenly light.
Where could God find what He had sought?
Only where He, in Christ, had wrought.

But those who, by His work, receive
God come near in a Man
He owns as His, as they believe
According to His plan;
God has an answer to His thought
In men where He in mercy wrought.

Within them God displays that flesh
Cannot achieve His will
He breaks the bands which would enmesh
Through Sin and Satan still,
And shows what He Himself has brought
To being through what He has wrought.

Waiting as God's designs unfold
Vessels for Him expand
In their capacity to hold
Under His gracious hand,
That He may joy in vessels fraught
With treasure, through what He has wrought.

Oh glorious answer to God's ways
And all that He has done  
Men, giving Him eternal praise,
Conformed to His own Son,
Fit for a scene where there is naught
But God and that which God hath wrought.

1 comment:

I'm glad to hear how this strikes you!