Poem by Anne Wigle
Lord I raise my hands in Praise
I lift my heart & soul up to you
Oh my Lord you fill me with joy
Abba you are my every heartbeat
Abba you are every breathe I take
The Holy Spirit is my counselor
He gives me wisdom, He is my conscience
You chastise with love and sweetness
Let me see, hear and speak of pure truth
Help me in trying times of despair
The Old Rugged Cross a reminder
Of Jesus’ body hung on to by nails
His blood spilt and His cry “It is finished!”
His head covered with a crown of thorns
He died and finished His Father’s will
To be reconciled to our Abba
We could never pay a debt
Our debt paid in full by the blood of Christ
In the Book of Life our names appear
Debt paid in full, Salvation stamped
We enter the gates of Heaven
Every knee bowed
We are clothed in white robs
Every tongue confesses “Jesus is Lord” in hymns of praise
Glory to God in the highest! Hosanna in the highest!
