TUNE Todd Hoover - Weaklings
Comfort for the weary and the weak;
only by Your hand are we set free.
When Your Son emerges from the haze,
all will praise the only King who saves.
Golden crowns all tarnish over time,
so tell me: Why does our conviction sound so shy?
Our God wins the war with blood and skin,
heart, soul, mind, strength immune to death and sin.
Can the Holy Spirit be foreseen?
Who else would move to make us all unique?
And even in our suffering, who compares
to a mighty King who calls such doubtful heirs?
Oh, why must we lament a shepherd gone
when the source of worldly beauty carries on?
May this ancient message still be news
to weaklings strong enough to be like You.
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