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Love Incarnate

I wrote this song over a year ago.  The words are mostly from the hymn “Chief of Sinners,” some parts are quotes, some of it paraphrased, some are additions from me.  All the music is original.  Thought I’d throw it up on the blog.  The link at the bottom will let you listen.  Enjoy!

truth + love


1
Of all the sinners
I’m the worst, yet He
Shed His blood for me.
I suffered helpless
Lost and cursed, but
Now in Christ I’m free.

Chorus
Love Incarnate—wondrous thought!
Found me when I sought Him not,
Died that I might live on high,
Lives that I might never die.
Oh, the height of Jesus’ love,
Higher than the heav’ns above,
Deeper than the depths of sea,
Lasting as eternity! Amen!

2
All my need grace
Will supply as I
Grow upon the Vine.
While I live and
When I die I am
His and He is mine.

Bridge
Jesus does impart
Balm to heal the heart,
Peace of sins forgiv’n,
Joy that lifts to heav’n!

Chorus
Love Incarnate—wondrous thought!
Found me when I sought Him not,
Died that I might live on high,
Lives that I might never die.
Oh, the height of Jesus’ love,
Higher than the heav’ns above,
Deeper than the depths of sea,
Lasting as eternity! Amen!

Bridge 2

Christ is
   Risen
We are
   Rising
Baptized
   Rising
Saints
   Rising
Peace
   Rising
Patience
   Rising
Kindness
   Rising
Goodness
   Rising
Joy
   Rising
Faith
   Rising
Hope
   Rising
Love
   Rising!

Chorus
Love Incarnate—wondrous thought!
Found me when I sought Him not,
Died that I might live on high,
Lives that I might never die.
Oh, the height of Jesus’ love,
Higher than the heav’ns above,
Deeper than the depths of sea,
Lasting as eternity!  Amen!

LISTEN HERE.

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