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IN HONOUR OF THE ONE WHO LOVES



Wrapped in swaddling clothes 
You seemed ordinary
But the earth and it's cosmic force loudly pronounced your kingship 

You weren't born to rule 
You already ruled long before the foundation of the earth 
You were born for me 

Compressed into human size
Just so my limited mind may comprehend your worth 
When you touched me 
It was the dance for all eternity 

Your gentle strokes re-wrote my destiny 
You only are my ecstasy 
The definition of true value  

Read: When We Call Him Abba

You are the inestimable jewel of zion
The hope of all mankind

It's to disaster that men reject your identity as Son of God
And  to call you His son is partly true about your identity 
For we know that you are God himself 

You are the Firstfruit of the father
The first-born of the living
The hope of the age to come
And my guarantee of royalty on earth 

Read: Is Jesus Really the Only Way to God?

When you wave your hand
The sea roars
When you blink your eyes
All flesh seize to exist 

Because in you is life and that life is the Light of men 
You are the ripple pleasures my soul embraces
The fantasy of religion but the unequal truth and reality of those who acknowledge you as God 

To be loved by you is priceless 
To be owned by you is of inestimable worth 

You are the sparkle in my eyes 
The pleasure of my soul and yes of my body 
For it decays in corruption until the trumpet blast on which I shall be changed 

Changed, changed to become like you 

You are a worthy king
Beloved of the father 
Slained before the foundation of the earth 
Slained for my justification 

The price of my worth 
No degree of pleasure or bouts of ecstasy
can compare to the break of dawn when I awake in your arms 

Read: Diplomacy or Denial

Tree of life 
Garden of pleasure 
The beginning 
The End 

The father's untold story 
The consummation of God and man 
I stand complete in you 

Head of principalities and powers 
Ruler of all ages 
The crown and cocoon of creation

Annie Adores you 
Mystery of the father revealed in me
#AnneChristSeries


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