You come to us amidst the storm
Of wind and water poured
From side from whence the Church is born–
Your terrible swift sword.
A sword of truth through Your world cuts,
Exposes all our sin;
Cocksureness can no longer strut
When we are dead within.
Within we are by Spirit touched
By truth from heaven comes
With You who love the world so much
You come to take us home.
A home is earth when raised above
To heaven’s footstool be.
Your Eden is renewed with love;
Our eyes once blind now see–
Now see new life in storm you bring
In blessed Trinity;
As Image Yours we’re meant to sing
Of You eternally.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 