Elohim Chaseddi
This God.
Who is He?
The God of my mercy
Even after eternity, I’ll only get a peak
This is my life’s question
Not because of curiosity, but to find the very essence and source of my being
When I dig a ditch and swan-dive headfirst
He meets me at the bottom
I fall into His love, I never touch the dirt
This God of my mercy
Encourages me as I climb
With His strength and breath I continue the journey
He is the hand that lifts me out the mud, no, the Light that guides me out, no, the movement of my body to climb
His Holy Spirit forever be renewing my mind
Those things I damage
He repairs and makes beautiful
It takes a shape I never knew it could
Although I deserve punishment, no, discipline as the theologians says
The hand He uses to deliver the blow, lags like cheap wifi
And the hand that should, pauses when every other hand would
The God of my mercy
I purchased death
He returned life
Through the fire with sorrow
Through life seasoned with plight
Jesus, Immanuel, God in the flesh
Has suffered long with me
Patiently burning as my Eternal, iridescent Light
“My God (Elohim) in His lovingkindness (Chaseddi) will meet me;
God will let me look triumphantly upon my foes.”
