O How He Loves Us

He is jealous for me;

Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,

Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy.

And all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,

And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me.

We are His portion and He is prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes.
If His grace is an ocean, we're all sinking.
Heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time...