Precious ones

To God be the glory, our glorious God.
Who is man that You are mindful of him?
Turns out we’re nothing,
but…
His precious ones.

He laid the foundation He knows the expanse.
Our questions, our answers they don’t stand a chance
Turns out the stars for all they are,
mean nothin’
We alone are…
His precious ones.

He’s a judgment that’s just, a mercy that’s true,
an anger that’s righteous and jealous for you.
But rest assured in all of this
we’re His precious ones.

Fearfully, wonderfully, made in His likeness,
on our best day far from righteous.
He’s a fire, consuming, yet a grace that exceeds,
our knowledge our words or even our needs.
we’re His precious ones.

If billions said no
And everyone else turned away
And there was only me to save
He would go to that cross,
through the anguish and shame,
the darkness and loss,
all for my worthless name…
His precious one.

Copyright 2010 David D. Vande Velde