The Sacrifice
by Terry R A Eissfeldt I'm standing here outside the Gates of Praise I'm looking in but find that I'm afraid Afraid somehow I cannot come Afraid that I will be undone Knowing You to be Consuming Fire You are the Gate that opens up for me Jesus, You alone can set me free You draw near and lead me in With Your blood You wash me clean In gentleness You stir up my desire From this cleansing tide You bid me come I look into Your eyes and see the love Your perfect love casts out all fear With all my heart I now draw near I willingly lay on the funeral pyre Consuming Fire, come and burn the dross Burn the fear, the pain, the wounds, the loss Upon this brazen altar flame Until Your life alone remains You I trust, for You are my Refiner You burn away the heaviness and pain You wrap the cloak of Praise on me again Ashes gone, the Joy has come Mourning turned into a song I will lift the name of Jesus higher You raise me up and take me by the hand You lead me to the place that is within Deep inside the Holy Place We can talk face to face You can show me now what You require I see the Bread of Life You gave for me I smell the sacrifice You were for me In Your steps I choose to stay Near the cross I'll live each day Never far from You, Consuming Fire Where I go I know You go with me Your burning heart is burning now in me To the captives send me, Lord To the brokenhearted world Not my will, but Yours is my desire I'm standing here before the Mercy Seat My cup is overflowing with Your peace There's no room within my heart For anything but what You are All other loves consume with Holy Fire Terry R A Eissfeldt copyright 210 Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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