Master

Like a phoenix from the ashes

Better than that

Like you out of the grave

My soul rises again to meet you

Glorious One, Rose of Sharon

My incomparable King

I see you in the dusty streets

Joyous children thronging around you

Leaping dancing, praising

Basking in the beauty of your presence

Your hands outstretched to heal

The deaf sing, the blind run

See them come

So unloved, thrown out, unwanted

Flocking to you

Knowing they are welcome

Beggars, prostitutes, drunkards

"He loves me, he loves me!"

It swells within them

The hope their hearts have missed

A Savior, a Master, a Lord

Just and merciful

Tender and loving, mighty to save

"Hosanna, blessed is he...," they cry

This is my King

This is my Master

Fairest of ten thousand

Lily of the Valley

Bright and Morning Star

Jesus of Nazareth

Son of God, Son of Man, God incarnate

Come, Lord, dine with me tonight

Come into my house

Grace me with your presence

Oh, that I might sit at your feet

You are my pearl of great price

Stephen Pursell, 9/04