Gentleness was written on His face,
faithful was His heartbeat, lightning was His sunrise,
He heard my hurt. He took me in his presence to fill my heart with grace.
Can I not see the glory of God in him?
When glory failed,
his eyes continued to still my ground of peace,
his warmth was my shelter, my protection.
Cannot I not see the ground of His praises?
He held fire in his eyes, passion was his victory,
love was his cry, taken, I was forever,
my lord.
