| He is here
|
| He’s right here
|
| In this room; |
| In your Heart
|
| He is near
|
| Nearer than you are to you, closer than second chance, or next opportunity
|
| Closer than tonight, or yesterday
|
| He is real
|
| More real than touch; |
| see, hear, smell, or taste
|
| More real than reality; |
| He is our reality!
|
| More real than joy, pain, sorrow, or the love of being in love
|
| He is present
|
| Like space, wind, time, silence, night
|
| He is waiting
|
| Like; |
| creation
|
| Like words on the tip of tongue
|
| Like; |
| songs that have yet to be sung
|
| He is beauty
|
| And oranges, blues, every hue, every shade
|
| Sunset and sunrise whisper his name
|
| He is holy
|
| Cannot be touched, explained, like; |
| sweet seconds of prayer
|
| Like; |
| grandmother on knees
|
| Wood floor, bare
|
| He is old hymns
|
| The extending of limbs, stretched across trees;
|
| Stripes to heal disease
|
| He is son
|
| Distinctly three; |
| distinctly one
|
| The only one
|
| The only wise
|
| The only resurrector of lives
|
| He is king
|
| And no earthly throne can house him
|
| No amount of elegant words can espouse him
|
| He is moment, and voice
|
| Power of choice
|
| In word
|
| And deed
|
| In fruit
|
| And seed
|
| Nailed hands; |
| nailed feet
|
| Innocent wounds, that bleed
|
| He is believe
|
| He is all
|
| He is call, and purpose
|
| Everything we can sacrifice hes worth it, and more
|
| Much more
|
| Our good deeds are mere pennies; |
| well never even to score
|
| He is behold
|
| And wow, he is who, what, when, why, how
|
| He is the one who puts on the show
|
| He is the one that we come to see
|
| He is souls cry, and sinners plea
|
| He is the epitome that no one can light a candle to or, come within a
|
| million-foot pole of
|
| He is above
|
| He is a fathers love
|
| Maker of waves, of earth and wind
|
| Ancient of days
|
| Has no fear
|
| Have no fear!
|
| Have no fear! |
| Our God is here! |