Sweet aroma of truth
Our merciful God of Truth
Pure and just,
Holy Spirit revelation of God from our Creator
Seen in Yeshua
Known in Israel’s Messiah
King of Jerusalem, King of the Jews!
Life from the lover of our soul,
Lover of our spirit being He formed
Who delights in each one of us beyond all understanding
Freely seen in the purest expression of love in His Son
Messiah radiant as the pearl of all honor,
The Heavenly treasure of faithfulness to His Father, our Father
Glory reflection brighter than the sun in His faithfulness shown
More brilliant than the countless stars spread across the Universe,
Words of love always spoken, even forgiveness from the Cross.
Gentle heavenly Spirit winds, truth in life, in humility laid bare,
Most tender, compassionate touch upon the little children,
Upon the lepers, the poor, the blind the same
Religious legalists and prostitutes as well
Every repentant idolater;
Healing flows as a stream of light from strong hands,
The lame and cripples
Spirits even returned to dead bodies.
Healing to body, soul and spirit poured out as a crystal river of peace
In roaring waterfalls
Rapids that thunder
A flood that leaves nothing untouched!
The weight of sinful mankind on His head
Destiny of the Universe crushing down
Arms that stretched out the heavens, galaxies artfully flung out,
Hands that laid the intricate foundations of the earth,
Redeemer, arms stretched out forcefully on the cross in surrender
Hands spiked down, given to His Father’s will.
We who are miraculously called
Predestined through infinite divine foreknowledge,
See no other gate, no other door
No other way to feed the inner need
Or to satisfy the confusing secret heart thirst,
No other trusted Word made flesh for purpose of being
For personal meaning to cleave to in life
To safely wrap about in secure comfort
No other refuge, no other Rock in the midst of Earth’s sifting sand;
Fickle, bitter world, full of tears,
This earth destined to be made clean and new!
Neither Satan nor his endless human slaves, demonic armies
Not any type of abuse, persecution or even martyrdom
Not any financial or emotional pull of anyone or anything
Not the evolving North American police state
Economic tyrants or corrupt politician on high,
Or even the Luciferians, illuminati few who seek to rule,
Nothing and no one can move our eyes and hearts or thoughts,
Our hope fixed on the Holy One, Anointed One, our Redeemer.
Just as the one leper out of ten returned to bow and offer thanksgiving
And as Miriam and other women fearlessly bowed openly before their God
We are of Him, through Him, in Him and for Him,
Our only love now settled forever before the blazing Throne
At Sabbath rest in eternity
Faces set like flint in any storm of stress,
Through every desert death trial
This world and its people can offer;
Our God of power always at our side
Temple presence of absolute authority
Heaven’s temple of love and peace
Our eternal refuge.