Based on Luke 7:11-17, Jesus raises the widow’s son
Jesus, we stand in awe before your mighty power
You defeat the grave
You are victorious over death
Raise us from our funeral beds
Raise us to life
Your word awakening us
Your Divine breath once more in our lungs
Jesus, we stand in awe before your great compassion
You defeat our isolation
You are victorious over our poverty
Raise us from our mourning
Raise us to life
Your word transforming us
Your daily bread once more in our mouths
Hallelujah to Jesus, our Savior and Lord!
Hallelujah to your mercy, to your favor, to your presence!
You meet us where we are
and meet our most desperate need!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen!
The storm rages, where are you? Wave after wave crashing against us. The air is full of howling and screaming and struggle. My eyes and flesh burn with a thousand salty stings. I am blind. In the oppressive and unending darkness only the ghost of death approaches.
Your voice breaks through, “Do not be afraid.” It is you Jesus. Life not death. You are always present no matter how terrifying the circumstance, no matter how desperate the situation.
You step into our fearful and fragile boat. All is calm. A profound peace. A matchless silence. We wonder and worship, in awe at another glimpse of your glory.
The power is from you, Glorious One
An extraordinary power to persevere
and to speak
It comes to my mortality
to my frail clay
to my dust
You hold me and wash me and form me
that I may carry your power as it carries me
O the glory of your grace
Grace extending more and more
more and more to me and more and more through me to others
Your Spirit of faith and life flowing, flooding…
Find us, glorious one
Find us all for we are your treasure
Find us and raise us from the earth
that we may dance at your throne
that we may sing and shout our thanksgiving
to the honor and glory of your name forever