Lord, give me patience as I wait
For You to make me who I am;
You are on time and never late
As You complete what You began.
I am becoming new in You—
The person You intend to be—
For Eden fresh as morning dew
As Garden New I can now see.
For I am made for Eden’s home,
A place I’ve never been before,
Yet Spirit and Your Bride say, “Come,
His Cross has opened wide the door.”
And there within is Tree of Life
With fruit that’s raised with You from grave,
A fruit that’s seen in early light
Of dawn in which You’re raised to save.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 