Before the very first trickle
Of sand seeps down the hour-glass,
Nor yet life graces the circle
Of earth, There unsurpassed –
Self-sufficient, Absolutely Free,
Sovereign LORD– Alone was He!
Yet fulfilled in Relational Unity
Conceived a holy conspiracy.
In wisdom, He fore-loved this mortal frame
With reflected glory, an aesthetic image
Though fallen, marred and in shame
For cosmic rebellion hid His visage.
Depraved nature held my will in shackle
Loathsome weed awaiting the sickle
Save for Grace Unfathomable
Chose me for Mercy Unconditional.
Gentle and strong are the Potter’s hands
In ways I cannot comprehend
He molds and changes the hearts of man
According to His will and plan
No higher purpose can there be
A vessel of honour He shapes me
Unflinchingly till the work is done
In pure conformity to the Son
Of sand seeps down the hour-glass,
Nor yet life graces the circle
Of earth, There unsurpassed –
Self-sufficient, Absolutely Free,
Sovereign LORD– Alone was He!
Yet fulfilled in Relational Unity
Conceived a holy conspiracy.
In wisdom, He fore-loved this mortal frame
With reflected glory, an aesthetic image
Though fallen, marred and in shame
For cosmic rebellion hid His visage.
Depraved nature held my will in shackle
Loathsome weed awaiting the sickle
Save for Grace Unfathomable
Chose me for Mercy Unconditional.
Gentle and strong are the Potter’s hands
In ways I cannot comprehend
He molds and changes the hearts of man
According to His will and plan
No higher purpose can there be
A vessel of honour He shapes me
Unflinchingly till the work is done
In pure conformity to the Son
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