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Flock of His love
Cloud of His glory;
Like the dew rises in the morning heat
So His gaze, the look of love, raises and drawsthem near.
A distant sound is heard-sharp, shrill;
Drawing nearer and nearer and nearer
The sound is really a song, and the song is excited praise!
Cloud of praise, cloud of thanksgiving and honor
Cloud of the flocks drawn together from the four comers
Each soul, each spirit, each new creation
Clothed with Messiah
Clothed with a new body like His!
Clothed with radiant delight
Joys found only in the Holy Presence
Captured in a twinkling of His eye
The flash of delight in His children
Those who know and are known
Those hated by the world,
Persecuted by those destined for life. ..
Arms are opened; in a hand a crown of flowers for the Bride-
The beautiful ones joined as one
Prepared from before creation to the utmost detail
Names recorded,
Redeemed, now rescued from the Earth.
THE
HAND
The tenderness and gentleness of our God
Compassionate mercy overflowing
Heavenly Father who cares for us
Heavenly Father who cares more than can be understood
The kindness of Yeshua on constant display
Goodness of the Lamb sacrificed
Life poured out for all to see
The Healer of every disease;
His hand reaches out to every leper. ..
The poor and hungry and thirsty flocked to Him;
The needy flock to Him still!
He cleansed the temple
He cleanses the heart, hating all evil
Purging, destroying the sin once for all.
One empty man came to Him
Bitter in despair, fearful and anxious
Hanging by a thread, youthfulness broken.
A band from Heaven cut that thread
And caught this youth...
Wings of truth, power and authority
Gave life to this one without life.
One who was numb to reality
Was given a Spirit drink, hand beneath the head;
Even the same hand that holds Eternity
Held up the lifeless form to receive a drink
To taste and see the goodness of his Lord.
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