Sunday 9 July 2017

Upraised

Upraised hands

I raised my hands to you
As my heart took the lead
Into your presence
Overlooking what drew me down
The emotions covering me like a dark cloud
Putting them aside
I raised my voice
To You
My upraised hands
Thanking you

Upraised, your hands upraised

Thanking you
For what You had done
Despite my affliction
How for me You had won
Battles that seemed lost
Perfected the final score
Unfairly charged costs
Established the victory of the war

Upraised

My heart lifted
On Your weightless feathers
Soaring above
The circumstances that shattered
My security
My sense of judgement
My confidence
My assurance
In the arm of flesh
Which was good
But even my trust in You
You came through
In the middle of the circumstances
That shattered
I saw
And I raised
My thanks to You

Appraised

My thanks to You
Cos my hope was gone
My glory my shine
Was lost
When you had stepped in
The circumstances that shattered
And turned my eyes to you
Away from the praise of men
To You sovereignty
Your holiness
Your grace
Your mercy
Your providence in obvious scarcity
My eyes turned to
Your goodness despite the flaws
The Creator, the Intense Lover in all
I need not fear
The war
Anymore
The battle that is won
The battle is the Lord's!

Upraised Appraise

The battle is the Lord's
My confidence in You
The arm of flesh failed me
And You proved to me true
My assurance not in circumstances
But Your unfathomable faithfulness
My result not from my muscle
But the assurance of Your Word

U raised

But the assurance of Your Word
That covered my shortfalls
Was also enough
To let me let go of all
Release them all to You
My awards
My reprimands
My shine
My pain
Because I stopped
In spite of the lows
Forgoing the highs
And decided to praise

U praised
U raised
A praise
Now appraised
U praise
Upraised
With upraised appraise
Again and again
The Lord be praised

Hallelujah!


Via Ofosua
Sunday, 9th July, 2017
On the dawn of the exodus
The Pun, the fun, the Word we heard

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