Pierce My Hands

Pierce my hands and feet; teach me what you went through. Hold me up for all to see, bare and human and stuffering. Give me your heart, that in your incredible pain you could be so overwhelmed with love. You hung there for my sins, and even as you did, you were reaching out to the people around you. Teach me a love so overwhelming that I will go to those lengths. Let me understand a love that flows unconditionally, and let me grasp the depth of this beautiful love.

When you said, "Father, forgive them," what were you thinking? When you turned to the man hanging next to you, what were you thinking? I long for a heart that understands these things. Renew my heart! Pierce my heart!

And as you were, raise me afresh. Raise me in life, clothe me with power, and send me out! Let my hands bear the marks of your work. Let my hands do your word. Raise me as you were, that I might set captives free!

Bring me to yourself, that I might see your heart. Your might set the stars in place; your glory makes the stars sing; your great love causes them to shine. Teach me a heart that would make Adam with a choice, knowing in advance the pain it would bring. Teach me a heart that saw and loved me from the beginning of the wold until now, and endured every pain to take joy in being my father!

I can't love like that by myself. It's not possible. Teach me, so that I can proclaim the glory of this mysterious love!