Here is no thunder of the lawyer’s stance
This is not doctrine bound in bone and blood
This is a man torn from his chosen path
This is a man undone by his own God.
Spirit shine forth! See, through an old man’s eyes
That his own weakness is Your strength sublime;
The fellowship of suffering opens joy,
And our mortality’s the fool of time.
The man who nails his heart to Christ’s own cross
Needs no more pride, needs not the praise of man;
It is enough to know that he is safe
Held fast forever in God’s nail-pierced hand.
It is enough to know that God is God
And Jesus, crucified, now reigns above,
Enough to rest on faith, to rest on hopeAnd know the greatest of all things is love