Vision
And the Lord answered me, and said
Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it;
because it will surely come, it will not tarry.
Habakkuh 2:2-3
I see myself as a woman of faith.
One who can stare at death in the face.
A daughter of Zion who never stays down,
But looks to her King wearing a priceless crown.
A woman with scars, yes, one who can feel.
But now they remind her, by His stripes she's healed!
Not perfect, but knowing that one day she'll see,
the beauty of His face for all eternity.
A woman who trips and occasionally falls,
But lifts her eyes to Calvary where Christ paid it all.
She gleans through His letter of love as her own,
And looks to Him...to Him seated high on the throne.
She has walked through some valleys, seen shadows of death,
Hand in hand with her Savior, where He leads her to rest.
When darkness abounds and life's sea billows roll,
She remembers the Good Shepherd in sovereign control.
Surely goodness and mercy follow close behind,
Teaching her in the way, line upon line.
Lord, I see myself, as I gaze deep in your eyes,
Oh, such loveliness are you, once rejected, bruised and despised.
What a shame you had to die, to drink such a bitter cup.
But when you laid your life down, you said,
"For your sins, I will sup."
One who can stare at death in the face.
A daughter of Zion who never stays down,
But looks to her King wearing a priceless crown.
A woman with scars, yes, one who can feel.
But now they remind her, by His stripes she's healed!
Not perfect, but knowing that one day she'll see,
the beauty of His face for all eternity.
A woman who trips and occasionally falls,
But lifts her eyes to Calvary where Christ paid it all.
She gleans through His letter of love as her own,
And looks to Him...to Him seated high on the throne.
She has walked through some valleys, seen shadows of death,
Hand in hand with her Savior, where He leads her to rest.
When darkness abounds and life's sea billows roll,
She remembers the Good Shepherd in sovereign control.
Surely goodness and mercy follow close behind,
Teaching her in the way, line upon line.
Lord, I see myself, as I gaze deep in your eyes,
Oh, such loveliness are you, once rejected, bruised and despised.
What a shame you had to die, to drink such a bitter cup.
But when you laid your life down, you said,
"For your sins, I will sup."
But a marvelous thing happened
after all finished that final hour.
On the third day you rose up in Resurrection Power!
Now an heiress to your throne, I stand complete in you,
I have resurrection power inside, perpetually making me new.
I shall not fear, what can man ever do to me?
I am a daughter of El Elyon, the Most High God, you see.
I am commissioned, chosen by God to do His good pleasure.
To live a sojourner in this world as His peculiar treasure.
Bearing witness that Christ is alive to save the sin-sick soul.
To repair the enemy's breach of death,
To love and see lives whole.
Not even death could hold you.
Your love is stronger than the grave.
Who could ever resist such love,
For this Lord, I give you all the praise!
--Sis. Stacy: August 2003
On the third day you rose up in Resurrection Power!
Now an heiress to your throne, I stand complete in you,
I have resurrection power inside, perpetually making me new.
I shall not fear, what can man ever do to me?
I am a daughter of El Elyon, the Most High God, you see.
I am commissioned, chosen by God to do His good pleasure.
To live a sojourner in this world as His peculiar treasure.
Bearing witness that Christ is alive to save the sin-sick soul.
To repair the enemy's breach of death,
To love and see lives whole.
Not even death could hold you.
Your love is stronger than the grave.
Who could ever resist such love,
For this Lord, I give you all the praise!
--Sis. Stacy: August 2003
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