Sunday, January 8, 2012

How Beautiful

This weekend was so busy, and went by so quickly that I haven't had an opportunity till now to sit and write. Exhausted as I am, I don't have much to say, really. It was good to return to church at Grace City today after missing last week (jet-lag + staying up to ring in the New Year was dumb from a standpoint of actually doing things on Sunday). So rather than write something lengthy, I'll simply share the words to a classic song by Twila Paris that, I think, paints a fairly vivid comparison between Christ's physical body and the church as the body of Christ:

How Beautiful by Twila Paris

How beautiful the hands that served
The wine and the bread and the sons of the earth
How beautiful the feet that walked
The long dusty roads and the hill to the cross

How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the body of Christ

How beautiful the heart that bled
That took all my sin and bore it instead
How beautiful the tender eyes
That chose to forgive and never despise

How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the body of Christ

And as He laid down His life
We offer this sacrifice
That we will live just as he died
Willing to pay the price
Willing to pay the price

How beautiful the radiant bride
Who waits for her groom with His light in her eyes
How beautiful when humble hearts give
The fruit of pure lives so that others may live

How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the body of Christ

How beautiful the feet that bring
The sound of good news and the love of the King
How beautiful the hands that serve
The wine and the bread and the sons of the earth

How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the body of Christ

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