| When you touched me Lord It was a deep touch It shook me to the very core It catapulted me to throw off All worldly things I was afflicted for five years Then found a lull for fifteen Then the trials began anew It was as if you wanted me to learn More of your Son Deeper and deeper Closer and closer to the throne of grace Selah Perfect love knows no fear So with each trial an opportunity To find peace in the midst of the trial Until a perfect man emerged Complete and ready for use Such grace is too great to fathom You never leave me nor forsake me The Comforter a companion for life A faith tried and true Like gold purified in the fire Bearing the image of the Son of God Selah Who would have known That the way to perfection Was the way of the Cross Both for the Son and for me So be it |