Matthew Nineteen:Fourteen

Let the children be brought to the Lord;
Let them be taught the power of His Word.
He longs to pray
That they would stay;
He wants to lay
His annointing on them.

He is my Shepherd;
He knows my name;
He shows me His staff;
I'm comforted, He came.
A sheep gone astray,
Return me today
To the fold full of joy.

I'm astonished, astonished by Your love for me,
By the joy You've prepared for Your eyes to see,
For of such children the kingdom is made;
The Son of Man came, the lost to save.

World-weary and wounded, He stays me, I rest;
I clasp His hand tightly; my tears wet His breast.
He lays His hand open;
His scars have spoken;
Oh, He was broken
And wounded for me.

"Let nothing hold you, My child, I'm here;
In My arms I'll fold you and dry your tears."
He's made me His pleasure;
He is my treasure;
There is no measure
For my Lord's love for me.

I'm astonished, astonished by Your love for me,
By the joy You've prepared for Your eyes to see,
For of such children the kingdom is made;
The Son of Man came, the lost to save.

Author: Carolyn Roehrig