I crawl onto the shore.
Here I am, unexpected, as something from More.
I tumble across the sands of time,
Gain stride,
Start to run.
I will chase You,
Salvation!
I will seek You,
Who You Are
Before I was.
Heaven is only sanctified
Because of the Throne
Of His Word.
I am only reborn
By the Power
Of Gracious Salvation.
He speaks and it Is,
More immovable then
Mountains standing
Beyond and before
The length of my numbered days.
And He says I am a creep,
Now sanctified.
Putting to death the old man-
He, making something new,
Beauty out of dust and decay.
My future not a tomb,
But a safe mountain!
My decisions not doomed,
But I am sealed and waiting
For King Yehoshua!
Salvation! Salvation!