Love & blessings...Tender Reed

In the old testament they would bring an animal to the altar, selected for this purpose alone.
No spot and no blemish, carefully chosen from amongst many.
The atonement of sin which hung like a billboard in the face of mankind.
The cleansing afterwards and the feeling of renew.
soon, very soon the worn track, walked back again to that altar for that feeling of renewal.

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The Word became flesh and still they did not know what to do
the flesh they saw told them things that were new
These words of love and these strange words of peace, hearts of stone liberated, finding that joyful release.

The Father and precious Son, hearing words that they were one.
Is it true or is it fable, everything I hear tells me He alone is able.
He loves me, He evens tells me so, He calls me child, He calls me His, my eyes try to meet Him but they fall at His feet.
I know He is Worthy, I know He is Just, I am but a sinner that only is dust.

That billboard that shines and proclaims my sin, the spots and the blemishes that I carry within.
He sees right through to my very core, He knows my sin, He knows my flaw. He calls me His dear child, My Spirit I will give you in a while.
These words these phrases sound foreign to I, somehow I trust Him, even to the day I die.

I remember that most terrible day, the cross and the nails as He passed my way.
They hung Him on that wooden cross, amongst the thief's I was truly lost.
This is my Lord, the one called saviour, it cannot be happening, the soldiers even wager.
I hear those words spoken to me, it is finished but my eyes still see.
Seeing Him die that lonely day, my world came crashing, it cannot be the way.
I believed Him when He said "He was", gutted and torn I feel just lost.

Descending upon this sinful man, His Spirit given by the great "I am".
My Jesus my Lord, the risen one, The father, the son and the Spirit as one.
I love you more than words can say, I need you each and every single day. No altars, no tracks to atone my sin, now the Spirit resides within. You call me child, you call me son, your Holy church we are one.
A bride prepared for the Holy groom, taken to places with many rooms.

2000 years and I still wait, I am your bride I anticipate.
That billboard of sin it shines from dust, only if only, if I must.
What can I really do, to be approved, to be with you.
It was finished on that cross, the day I remembered, the day I felt lost.
There are no spots on my bride, she has nothing that she can hide.
For when my Father looks at you, He sees my work, what I have done for you. I cover you with my blood, safe and sound, hidden for that day when you hear that sound.
My bride has no blemish I can recall, for the Spirit crushed it when you opened that door.

Rest in love and rest in favour, my beautiful bride, this is no wager. For when I call you, the day you hear my name, eternity forever will never be the same. For I have rooms that I have prepared for you, that day, that hour is coming soon.
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Be encouraged, Jesus truly loves you, you beautiful bride
Love ybiC - Paul