How He Loves

He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

We are His portion and He is our prize,

Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…

He loves us.

I wonder..what it must feel like to nail a man's hands to shame, to crime, to evil; what it must feel like to bind a man to his fate- while he so willingly allows you to do so. Not a whisper. Not a sound in defiance.

" Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.”

-Here is the man... Here, we find the Christ.

Oh, how he loves us.