theblackdostoyevsky

Dis-eased from birth, ingested sin

Impatient for my vanity reign

Bloody fears fill all my tears;

My mother’s guilt, my father’s shame

Sometime near then, the hunt begins

Death and grave, my will to claim

Yet Christ o’ersaw my limping gait

and smeared me with a crimson stain

Before I could know that fatal blow

Before I saw the sun

Before sin became my closest friend

His work was already done.

Passover Lamb, don’t pass over me

I once was blind, but now I see

When I was blind, you plucked your eyes

and handed them to me.

Passover Lamb, the great I AM

You’re everything to me

Without your love, grace from above

I am not but grieved.

Passover Lamb, Jesus the Christ

King of glory, power and might

Love so tender, face so bright

Ten thousand suns from silent night.

Paid in advance, my crooked dance

Compelled me to grief’s cliff, but

His outstretched hand drew me a-land

When I’d have fell adrift.

A mile high for a moment’s ride

and then to death I’d tumble, but

He knew this and made a switch

Sweeter than betrothal’s kiss.

Blessed He, O mercy, me

What words could speak?

What chords would creak?

The gravity your glory be.

Passover Lamb, pass into me

Your Holy Spirit sprinkling

Your presence like fine grains of sand

Unmeasurable on and in the seas.

Passover Lamb, give us fearless hearts

to stand firm in this wicked hour.

The shield of faith in its rightful place

Good ambushed from their towers space

Passover Lamb, near end, less days

Let us press lest we sing less prasie

Rejoice evermore, the redeemed say so

Let praises for our King fill this place.