Precious Redeemer


I worship you who met me in my brokenness,

your precious Spirit bringing warmth to my heart,

showing me that you are God and you are real.

You heal my wounds,

you set me free

from all judgment, condemnation, shame, and guilt.

You’ve turned the tables

and now take vengeance against my enemies,

you wrap your wings of comfort around me

in my grief and pain.

You take my clothes of mourning,

and bestow on me a garment of praise,

you anoint my head with oil,

and my heart is glad and sings,

filled to overflowing

my cup overflows.

Because of you

my head is lifted up,

made radiant in your gaze,

and I am strong, an oak of righteousness

filled with power, love, and wisdom,

established by you for your glory.

You are my Savior, Deliverer, Redeemer,

there is none like you in all the earth,

and I will praise your Name always!



The Lord Is God

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Beautiful Lord,

anointed by the Spirit of the living God,

on mission to deliver the good news

to those who are sick, castaway, rejected, and afflicted,

I praise you Messiah for saving me,

for binding up my broken heart,

the Balm of Gilead for this hurting world.

I praise you for delivering me from the confines of my iron cage.

disintegrating the bars of my control, proving, and striving,

releasing me from the darkness of my fears and anxiety.

Lord, you save.

And my enemies that spun lies and deception,

tempting my darkened heart to despair and grasping false hopes,

from my broken DNA to ripened sin,

lost, lost, lost in a tangled web of grief and regret —

you obliterate and have crushed them under your heel.

Your day of vengeance and retribution has come.

and your absolute victory — certain and true.

You take me from grief and mourning,

you are the lifter of my head,

washing mind, body, and soul with comfort and hope.

You anoint my head with the oil of joy,

my cup overflows.

You are the giver of good and perfect gifts,

and praise wells up in my heart,

and my heavy spirit is shed off like old, dead skin.

Yeshua, you are Adonai,

you are Messiah, Deliverer, Healer,

the Way, the Truth, the Life,

the Author and Perfecter of my faith.

You make me yours —

a tree of righteousness,

strong, holy, bold, righteous, and true,

it is your work,

I gratefully surrender my life, my heart, my relationships to you,

so take control of my life

and have your way in me.

You are merciful, just, and true.