Oh, Father , brood tenderly over your son Lift him in your clouds Soothe when weariness tugs at his eyes This fire brother and friend This Elisha in the making This mighty man of David This disciple whom Jesus loves Breathe on him, Mighty One of Israel Wrap him up in Isaiah's temple moment Undo him in your Glory Catch him up like Paul's friend Inexpressible words, one cannot tell Carry him, Lord, shepherd's crook in your hand As his wife and little ones are safe in you Wash him, Holy God, daily in your beauty This, your handiwork, your precious jewel This priest and king, this vessel of life Strip him, build him, prune him, mold him Vessel of honor, vessel of Glory Put your coal to his lips Burn off the dross, Master Bring the fullness of your image This friend, my brother, your son For whom all creation groans That your Son would revealed in him Stephen Pursell, 7/04 | ![]() |
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