Holy Longing

Holy longing

Possess my soul

Until what’s parched 

Is flowing;

Holy passion 

Fuel to flame

The embers cold

And dying. 

You breathe upon my spirit,

“Live!”

I live again at Your command

Worthy, worthy

Christ the Lord

Who makes the dead ones breathe

Worthy, worthy

Son of man

Who sets the prisoners free!

Highest honor

Highest power

High and Lofty One

Who bowed so low

And put on flesh

To take the traitor’s cross

Highest wisdom

Highest strength

High and Lofty one

Who hid the mystery 

From the wise

The mystery of the 

Risen Christ –

Who died and was

Brought back to life

To have his people 

By His side

To give the blind ones

Back their sight

To reign forevermore 

On high

Worthy, worthy

Is the Lamb

Worthy, worthy

Is the Lamb

Forever Glorified!

Aubrey Breedlove

April 20, 2017