Never Loved More

unceasingly does His river
run with outpouring grace and boundless mercy
sweet waters of forgiveness and ever flowing love, which streams
down from heaven and covers me as though rain
endless and great, lavishly extending over
me, undeserving yet in dire need ... I cannot live without
may it be revival, Jesus, and the great renewal
of what I am not, and never was before

with the greatest of power does He
limitlessly extend His almighty plan over my life
even I, to lead a life of sin and far
from worthy of His control so incomprehensible
so entirely fulfilling ... and yet, with avidity
does He choose to guard my drifting steps
back to where righteousness is founded upon
holiness I thought never imaginable in this life
may it be surrender, Jesus, and the heart of humility
of which I have not, and never had before

worthy is He to receive
the glory I am far too human to place before His throne
so He calls me by name to serve with
hands that were made for solely that purpose
that I might be embraced with the blessing of sacrifice
be it hard, be it laborious, for such is the work of man
of whom He has called heavenward
may it be service, Jesus, and the life of willingness,
of which I knew not, and never knew before

I have never wanted anything more than
this, to acclaim His name so far above me
that I could not even, with utmost strength, stand to reach it
how beautiful His face, that it might shine forth from
my own, so plain ... and ordinary,
He longs for them to see His face, ignited like fire,
in mine, that they might seek what they do not have
may it be reflection, Jesus, and the light of you
of which I love, and have never loved more.