My Psalms; 3

You, Lord, are like the waters;
A display of Your awesome might in every crashing wave,
With every raging Tsunami.
Yet You choose to be the soothing stream, and the calm, pure waters.

You are like the winds;
Such force rips the strongest trees from their firm roots,
And tosses them into the ocean with ease.
Yet You choose to be the cooling, gentle breeze;
Blowing softly upon the burned face.

You Lord, again, are like the fire;
Who in all of Heaven could contain Your raging flames?
Nothing would come close.

In the same way the sun outshines the stars during day,
And causes them to be invisible to us;
So Your burning brilliance will cause the sun to hide its own face,
On that day when You show Yours.

Your fire, Oh Lord, would do more than just scathe us.
Nothing can withstand or resist it.
Your fire consumes everything as if it is nothing.
But Lord, You choose to allow us to draw near.

You choose to let us dance in Your presence like these burning flames without harm,
Though we are truly nothing.
Who are we, that you choose to pull us close, and not destroy us with Your fire?

Instead of deserved death, You give us the blessings of Your flame,
So that we would be comforted by Your presence,
Protected in Your glory,
And warmed in Your mercy when the times become cold.

You are the Lion.
The One King,
With all power,
And all control.

Yet You came to us first as a Lamb.

To sacrifice Yourself for us,
That we might look to You,
Be with You,
Know You,
And Love You.
The Lion.
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"...But one of the elders said to me, 'Do not weep. Behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah...' And I looked, and behold, in the midst of the throne and of the four living creatures, and in the midst of the elders, stood a Lamb..."

Revelation 5:5-6