O Lord, You work in such wondrous ways
Your Word is ever true, You deserve all praise!
And yet, when I look at sinful old me,
cannot believe- can too well believe that I could not see.
The old life I for so long held so dear
without thinking the result of fleshly living I would fear-
A rotting, filthy, condemned fool
who thought I could my own life rule-
That the world should turn as I saw fit
And for others, even God’s glory, I cared not a whit.
That is who I was, and who I still would be
if Christ had not died to set me free.
I delighted in my sin, reviled all things true
My life purpose? Whatever it was, to God was lucidly askew.
O Lord, how much You must have been grieved
to see the disgusting offenses and rags I flaunted to You when deceived.
I lived for myself, lusted after things of the flesh-
not once ever thinking to desire Christ’s righteousness.
What grace! What marvelous, sweet grace so divine!
To know I no longer need my face hide
from shame and from guilt-
because of the precious blood Your Only Son spilt.
I remember so clearly that time
when Christ’s blood cleansed away all my sinful grime.
No longer to be judged for what I committed,
but to commit my life to the ultimate Judge.
Lord, Your mercies are so great,
and they are new every morning!
No wonder You tell us not to wander,
but rightly call us to rejoicingly sing!
The eternal hope You give burns ever brighter
than the glorious rising of the sun.
And the joy?
What possible thing on earth can compare?
Of this, I am absolutely certain
Whatever I cannot do, You can.
For I can do nothing apart from You-
it is You who provides strength too!
Thank You, Lord, for graciously creating the heavens and the earth.
Thank you, Christ Jesus, for solving man’s greatest problem and enduring sin’s curse.
Thank You, Holy Spirit, for working in me, too-
so I can become more like Christ and be used in any way You choose!
Your slave and (eternally thankful) adopted daughter,
(originally written tuesday, 9.27.2011)