Poetry by Jim MacPherson

"A Cry for the Covenant"

Through affliction Thou wilt cleanse us
And purge us from our selfishness
Try us, prove us, Thou Our Father
Make us know thy sufferings
So when thy glory flows from heaven
And fills these empty vessels high
We will give thee highest praises 
Within them, Thou wilt abide
We do see you drawing nearer
Though dark clouds of evil rise
Out of darkness, command your glory
In our bodies come and shine
Put us on to reverse curses,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind
Slay fat shepherds, free the captives
By thy covenant divine
Hallelujah Christ is victor 
None can take his heavenly crown
Make us worthy of this calling
Till we at thy throne sit down