His Mercy Seat
Do you bend one knee and proudly say, O’ Lord, you are sovereign
Do you praise the God of Israel, the Holiest of Kings?
Though I am none, you are tremendous, and forever will I say
O’ God of Israel, none are like you with eternality and grace
No sacrifice more known or worthy of further praise
When I die a little more inside, you revive my coarse flesh
When I choke up for tears, looking and hiding amongst my fears
You find me in the deep waters of my regret and instability
When peace of mind runs dry, and I cannot seem to buy my way out of this trouble
You lift me up and set me free
Love unending without boundaries
Your arms held wide
With you, I know I cannot fail to find peace of mind
All it takes is one more moment than I have, then I slip and fall
But you pick me up when no one will when I think I’ll die
We are freer than our sin, for it only coincides with the death
The death that holds no power over the Spirit within us
No ransom for the devil’s pride
His foolish last attempt was a play at death and nothing else
Forever we will be somewhere else
The greatest Heaven we have ever known and only to behold
Will I be walking with the Shepard, a prince in his holds?
With my eyes on fire and my voice like his with rushing waters
Will we speak together to the nations and walk both son and son the one true God and Man
Will I shed my shell and pick up my Father’s hand and walk with him into the Kingdom?
Can I ever expect to be more than this through him?
Will I shed my lasting sin and flesh and bind to him the very best I can?
I see us now in the clouds and Heavens we both see you
We are waiting for the end where God and man are one again
Where we can be together and worship with each other, dancing in the Spirit
All one people together no strife, no anger, no discord
Not separate but one accord where we step into peace everlasting
Sitting at the mercy seat