Sunday, April 29, 2007

I Am

I Am

Pencil marks on a wall,
I wasn't always this tall
You scattered some monsters from beneath my bed
You watched my team win
You watched my team lose
Watched when my bicycle went down again
And when I was weak, unable to speak
Still I could call You by name
And I said, "Elbow Healer... Superhero
Come if You can"
You said, "I Am"

Only sixteen,
life is so mean
What kind of curfew is at 10pm?
You saw my mistakes
And watched my heart break
Heard when I swore I'd never love again
And when I was weak, unable to speak
Still I could call You by name
And I said "Heartache Healer... Secret Keeper
Be my best friend"
And you said, "I Am"

You saw me wear white by pale candlelight
I said forever to what lies ahead
Two kids and a dream,
with kids that can scream
Too much it might seem when it is 2am
And when I am weak, unable to speak
Still I will call You by name
"Shepherd, Savior, Pasture Maker
Hold onto my hand"
You say, "I Am"

The winds of change and circumstance blow in and all around us
So we find a foothold that's familiar...
And bless the moments that we feel You nearer

When life had begun,I was woven and spun
You let the angels dance around the throne
And who can say when, but they'll dance again
When I am free and finally headed home
I will be weak, unable to speak
Still I will call You by name
"Creator, Maker, Life Sustainer
Comforter, Healer, my Redeemer,
Lord and King, Beginning and the End"

"I Am... Yes, I Am"

-Nichole Nordeman, "I Am"

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Tuesday, April 03, 2007

hide

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labor of my hands

Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyes shall close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold Thee on Thy throne,
ock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

Hymn, Rock of Ages. Lyrics, Reverend Augustus Montague Toplady

According to a famous but largely unsubstantiated story, Rev. Toplady drew his inspiration from an incident in the famous gorge of Burrington Combe, a Mendip gorge close to the Cheddar Gorge. Toplady, a preacher in the nearby village of Blagdon, was travelling along the gorge when he was caught in a storm. Finding shelter in a gap in the gorge, he was struck by the title and scribbled down the initial lyrics on a playing card.