Come Lord,
rescue me from evil’s greedy talons.
Plant my feet on plum-robed mountains
safe from the death angel’s charm.

When you are close beside me
I will never be afraid.
You enfold me under Your mammoth wings
You are my shelter from the storm.

Come Lord,
Surprise me with a gift of Your silvery wings
that I may fly away with You
and live forever free.

You have seized my heart with Your love song
You have wooed me with Your unspeakable joy.
You have washed me in Your blood fountain.

I am Yours.

But I so hunger to be with Your Presence.
I so thirst to drink in Your face
I long to thank You for Your gift,
and praise Your immeasurable grace.