Glorious, Gracious, And Holy Redeemer

GLORIOUS, GRACIOUS and HOLY REDEEMER

Glorious, gracious and holy redeemer,
broken and bruised I fall down at your feet
seeking your face, Lord, I'm hoping to find
grace to deliver in my time of need.

Glorious, gracious and holy redeemer,
I heard you speak of the prodigal son.
Father, you rose to receive him with love.
Look on my face, Lord, and see. I'm the one!

Father, I've lost everything that you gave me.
My life and my fortune, I've squandered it all.
No longer a son, Lord, I will be your slave,
the lowest, the meekest, the servant of all.

Glorious, gracious and holy redeemer,
you give me robes, and a ring for my hand.
You cry, "Rejoiece! let's make celebration!"
Then you do something I don't understand.

Glorious, gracious, and holy redeemer,
there at your side, Lord, you give me a seat.
I see you take up a towel in your hands.
You bow before me, and you wash my feet.
You bow before me, and you wash my feet.

Glorious, gracious and holy redeemer,
you have completely restored me again.
You are my master but I hear you say
I can now call you my brother and friend.

Lord, I receive everything that you give me,
your blood, your body, your spirit, your call.
Fully a son, but now freely a servant,
the lowest, the meekest, the servant of all.

Glorious, gracious and holy redeemer,
always my master, my brother, my friend.