We Can Know the Truth

We Can Know the Truth
…and the truth will make us free…

How many times has He saved me
rescued me from the ruler of hell?
His salvation has preserved me
when into the fiery depths I fell.

His every Word has been my anchor
when my rebel soul was set adrift.
He’s captured my tears in a bottle
when my torn heart was bereft.

He’s never left me in the storm
though I could not see him clear.
His image was a dim reflection
because my eyes were on the fear.

He knew my name and my weakness
when He hung there on that cross.
Although He knew I’d fail Him,
He did not count it loss.

You see, He never lost the image
of His Father’s unfailing Word.
His faith in the face of death
was based on the truth He’d heard.

He knew what he knew was true
because He’d looked in His Father’s face.
He’d seen the power of His love,
more than enough to run any race.

When the earth and man were formed;
He’d seen the end from the beginning.
And even through pain and death,
He knew which side was winning.

With the nail prints in His hands,
He’s now at His Father’s side
praying for you to believe
and in His Word of Truth to abide.

Copyright © January 8, 2010 by Karen M. Crump