March Into March

March

Marching to victory

March on to victory with him

March on to victory with me

And you will see

With your own eyes

What it means

To be alive

It cannot be added to or taken away

That life that was with the Father

And is now made plain to you

And has now been made plain to you

And has now been given to you

And now it is yours

For in the beginning the Word was with God

And you are with God now

The Word was made flesh and dwelt among us

And the Word is still flesh and still lives among us

For we are his body

The same one he has always had

The only one he has

So rise up and wake up

Because his glory now has come

The glory that man has dreamed about always

The glory that man has not dreamed about always

For even in dreams eye has not seen

Ear has not heard

Nor has it enetered into the heart of man

Up until this time

What is it

That God has prepared for those who love Him

Who truly love Him

For they know that he loves them

So how can they help but love him so

When they have seen his love for all

So hear my voice

Do not just listen

But hear it

Hear my heart

For it is very close to you

Even within your own heart

Even a part of you

As much as your own name

And let it be all that it can be

And then you will be what you are

For as I am the great I am

So you will be all that you truly are

When you find yourself in me

It is only my love that will remain

All knowledge, all learning

It is not even stubble

It has already disappeared

Hear my heart

Feel my tears

Let love be your only aim

To live is only Christ and death is gain

Now is the time

Now is the hour

How precious it is to be alive

And see what holy eyes of old

Longed to see

The love of God made plain to all mankind

Not with riddles will I speak to them

Like I did with their fathers before

But like Moses I will show up face to face

With anyone who will just call out to me

And the glory of the Lord will overflow the Earth

Like waters fill the ocean

Let them come to me and drink

And simply as a little child tumbles to the ocean shore

Dips his hand in the cool waters

And plays in the sand without a care or knowing a thing

Let the little children come to me

Let them come as little children

Don't make them carry

Your proud, impossible to figure out riddles of man

Which they do not want or need

They are just thirsty

Let them reach out their little hands to me

Though they know nothing more than a child at the shore

Though their hands be scarlet black with all manner of filth

All the blood and mess of their enemy

Let them come and dip their hands in the ocean of my love

And let all that simply be thirsty

Raise that hand to drink as much as they want

As a child just drinks at the ocean shore

Needing nothing more than to reach out a hand

And drink

For all who call on the name of the Lord

Will come and eat with me

Opening their mouth like the smallest babe

To wail with no words their sad thirst for me

Though they do not know that it's me that they want

Still they'll say, Look! It's him!

When my face they now see

From the huge to the small

They're just children within

Trying to find something real

In dark playgrounds of sin

But that's never their home

As their own heart well knows

For the hunger cries out

And all hungry, I'll fill

And all tears, I'll remove

And all fears, wipe away

Not the night, not the night

But a glorious day

Beyond reason or measuring

Just when night should fall

Just a glorious day

All that's left after all

So just honor my name

That is written in men

For to honor me means

Love the things that I love

Love the ones that I love

Love the least of them all

Though they may not seem small

Still my love is for them