Come...

Come...

A word that gives me wings
To know that I am wanted
That I am treasured by the King
In His Majesty and Grace
His face shines like the breaking of a new day
His words rush life through my veins
The waters of joy flood my soul
Because I am known by You
Who is Perfection
Yet has affection for me
So feeble and weak
Your strength is enough for me
And the whole world to stand strong upon
So we can believe and be free
You've made this our reality
The power of Your blood is unfading
Unfailing and unchanging
Sometimes we stand in our own way
Of receiving what You've paid
The stripes You wore
Your compassion that poured
Adorned with Glory
In the form of a man on a cross
The story will never fade
The power it held on that day
Is available just the same
When the music grows faint
And the day is done
I still hear You
You're calling out

Come...