Not losing sight

Hallelujah to The Hand that sets me free
And holds me close so tenderly
In the midst of the noise and confusion
Does He bring in clarity with my yes to His Word of submission.

Therein alone do I reign in full freedom
For He knows how to keep His Purpose central
After all, it’s for the sake of The Kingdom
That He is fierce, yet so gentle.

He takes me by the hand, lifting me higher and higher
I fix my gaze on Him alone where things look better and brighter
The clouds may not have yet cleared, but my vision certainly has
From blurry to lucid, He makes all the difference.

I will sit where He has seated me
Dangling my legs right next to my Father
Peering into His Face so I may find my own
His radiance and bliss that can melt the hardest stone.

The healing in His Presence
Far surpasses anything I’ve ever known
He tells me that He is for me
And that too, in the sweetest possible tone.

In His Light, all my questions die
As His glory reigns, trust takes over
Faith is renewed and passion reignited
For Jesus died so with my Father, I could be reunited.

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