Symbol Of A Priceless Love

A sign like no other,

Symbol of priceless love,

Loving me so much that you gave it all,

Oh! This love,

Who am I?

A mare mortal yet you left your throne,

Taking the form of a servant,

Humble and innocent you were,

As pure as crystal,

Blameless and blemishless like a lamb,

Spotless like a dove,

Loving and caring like a child,

What was your fault?

Yet you were bruised for my sake,

Chastised and ridiculed for a crime you did not commit,

But I forsook that love over and over again,

I am as ungrateful as a snake,

Unworthy to be called your own,

Each time I fall you pick me up,

Whenever I call you are there to answer,

Oh! I am but a sinner Lord,

In your anger remember mercy,

Hide not your face from me,

For without you I am an empty vessel,

I am the clay and you are the Porter,

Mold me, Lord, to the shape that pleases thee,

I was created as a symbol of your unfailing love,

Making me the apple of your eyes,

To portray your glory to the world,

Your grace is all I need,

My eyes look up to the cross,

A symbol of your love.