Do we marvel at the power of Jesus
Are we awed by His authority
When we're crippled by those things that please us
While He took up our infirmity

Do we gasp when the waves cease their roaring
Left stunned by the quieted sea
Like the unfinished timid disciples
Confused by such pure majesty

Are we not left numb with this question
What's the difference between ourselves and He
If we all have the same consolation
Then why not the same power we see?

The honest heart craves a true answer
Not satisfied by man-made lies
That cover our spiritual cancer
While faith and hope in many dies

In brokenness and true confession
Comes forth that faint heavenly voice
The answer to our groaning question
Is simply a matter of choice

He chose to believe only One word
He never acted on His own
He waited till One voice He had heard
He fully acknowledged God's throne

When we learn to submit as the Son did
His power will be seen in us too
Demons never fear and start trembling
till they first see His power formed in you

makrothumia

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Alan and Dina Martin