What is this mountain so large in my sight? At the sight of you I have no strength to climb. Confused and in despair I stand and stare. Out of my feeble lips come: "Lord help me".
If the Father did this, what else would He not do? This is assurance in the midst of the storms.
Reflections on the post: “Undeserved”
Love came down from high above
From heights beyond any human had known
In realms Pure, Noble, invisible
Sat the Holy One, the King Eternal, Immortal, Invincible
His Glory filled all the heavens
Streams of fire flowed from His Presence
The Lord, Majestic in Power and Splendor
Both in praise, worship, thanks- what great Dominion
His Glory dimmed the brightest stars
They all were shadows in His Light
His Power, unquestionably the Highest Might
What Majestic sight, what Grand Delight
Now, this is all too much for me
Why this Great One will care to see
A mortal, man, someone like me
So weak and pale, somewhat a flea
He looked upon all He had made
And settled for a human shade
What am I that You regard me?
A son of man, You visit him?
I am weak, You are All-Strong
You are All-Right, I’m oft wrong
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