God has come

God has come.
God has come breath our air,
To walk our lonely roads, God has come.
God has come to embrace our broken lives,
God has come hear our mournful cries,
To comfort, to love and to heal, God has come.
And he wept tears of grief,
And he washed the feet of failures.
And he accepted the torture,
He accepted the nails
He accepted the spear
He accepted the death that we indicted upon him.
God came again,
Not to humiliate,
Not too impose his will,
Not to rule
But to comfort all who were blind
Whose hearts did not understand
Faithless, frail,
God has come.
I am there,
And so are you
And
God has come.



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