Song of Wonder

Here I am, God, so far away
Down on the ground, God, in the mud
But I'm looking in the right way, God
I'm looking up
I'm filled with the muck of my world
Scarred by my choices, ugly with my sin
It's hard to tell me apart from the filth of this world
I've been living in it so long
But you noticed me, God
You're reaching down, down into the filth
For me, God? For me?
I'm still down here, God. But I'm not alone now
You're here too
In the muck?
In the filth?
For me, God? For me?
I couldn't look at you, God. I am ashamed
I'm filthy
You cleaned me, God. You wiped off my muck
It killed your Son, but You did it anyway
Oh Lord, what love is this?
That I, the guilty one, may go free
Amazing love
You have my attention, Lord
You can have my heart, if you want it.
Do you?
I love you, Lord. And I lift my voice
To worship You. Take joy, my King, in what you hear
May it be a sweet, sweet sound to your ear

-March 1, 2002