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| It's no secret that we're creatures that long for immortality. |
These days are fleeting by.
It's known that we were all born to die.
But if we look at our promise in the sky-
then all our questions are answered and we know why.
It's not morbid but a miracle that our souls can be set free.
It's no secret that we're creatures that long for immortality.
You give grace that makes our blind eyes see:
Our only purpose is to strive to become Godly.
You don't play puppets with our life- there are no strings.
We create our own paths, though You know everything.
It's no wonder we have a burning desire to worship and sing.
Our soul yearns for the day it will be given its wings.
The greatest miracle ever performed still happens today in the heart of man.
You take a sinful, stony vessel and make it begin to understand.
It is through your mercy that to Hell we are no longer damned.
You are our hope, our peace, our promise- the rock on which we stand.
It astounds my mortal self the perfection of your grand design.
It's impossible for me to know Your ways- they are higher than mine.
We are Pharisees by nature and yet still receive Your love divine.
Thank You, God, for changing me just like You turned water into wine.
You left Your Heavens to enter this world full of sin.
We cried for Barabbas and claimed You were like all other men.
You came as the sacrifice that would never have to be made again.
You won the battle and put death to an end.
We are on this Earth... but we will not stay.
I want my light to reach sinners, and that is what I pray.
We can all see Heaven's gate if we follow in your way.
I'm anchored in Your promise of returning on that glorious, glorious day.
Written by: Katie Branham (2012)
