A Psalm of the Son
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Bow the knee now, on your own accord, before the Lord
Else, against your will, the hard ground you'll feel
Before the fiery lake you're thrust and accept Him you must on other terms
Where their worm never sleeps and the company you keep is wailing and gnashing of teeth
'Tis only trickling blood down Calvary's cross, saving from incalculable loss
The Bearer offers all exemption for whosoever might accept redemption
Come! And, the Spirit says, Come! And, the Bride says Come!
He who was, and is, and is to come and shall ever be, King
Bridging the chasm of calamity betwixt two fates
Darkness without grace, continual death, eternal separation
Never ending rejoicing and peace, avoiding such devastation
A grave growling with hunger, yawing wide for souls, belching fire
The Son of Righteousness, warmth and comfort, intrepid love filling desire
Come! And, the Spirit says, Come! And, the Bride says Come!
Shall you be evicted, ejected, remorseful without end, suffering long
Will you, your will conform, beyond the storm, finding the Rock of longsuffering
Woe to that soul who prefers the cold, dark night, to hide his sin within
Living and active, the two-edge sword, the Word of the Lord looks in
The heart, be it flesh or stone, marrow or bone, dividing asunder in Truth
Today, heed the call, climb the wall to the open door and run no more
Come! And, the Spirit says, Come! And, the Bride says Come!
He, only striving so long, sings the siren song of salvation in your hearing
Time, the essence of which shan't be ignored, else the door no more stands open
Opening, and no one can shut, David's key firmly in His meek and gentle hand
Shutting, and no one can open, if the hour comes, handing you over to the adversary
Heralding again to the heart of man, listen, the whisper doesn't lie, verily, it's do or die
Heed this warning, vapor of smoke, you who wither like the grass of the field
Come! And, the Spirit says, Come! And, the Bride says Come!
My Refuge, my Shield, my Rock, the Heel, Who crushes underfoot the serpent's head
My Protection, my Rearguard, Lord God Almighty within me, carry me away with your call
I will wait on You, seek Your face, in all things, Your love, Your grace is sufficient for me
Define me, design me, conform me, rebuke me, chasten me, make me like You, sanctify
Peel these scales from mine flesh, no matter the cost, pealing thunder, all the lost will mourn
But I will magnify in my heart, Your Name, Yeshua, and cry from the rooftops to the world
Come! And, the Spirit says, Come! And, the Bride says Come!