Blessed Jesus,

It is with sheer awe and humility

That we bow our knees in the throne-room of grace.

Our minds cannot comprehend,

Nor words compose,

The wondrous mystery of You.

You were, will be, and are

Lord over all.

You are Creator God

And Benevolent Provider,

Yet You are Jesus of Nazareth,

Who walked as one of us.

You took on our flesh and our form.

You,

The One whose image we bear,

Took on our weak and humble flesh.

How can we case from praising?

For this blessed mystery of Divinity and man

Is what made our bondage broken

No book can fully explain the mystery of Jesus,

But we desire to spend eternity

Praising

Your Divine Mystery which set us free.

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