Bible black words etched in red
The thoughts of God inside my head
Encased by skin and hair and bone
They settle there as if alone.
We grapple deep within our mind
To try to fathom some new kind
But these are words that need to see
To come alive as new decree
They have not heard, they have not seen
The words of life are but a dream
The words that offer life and hope
If not lived out are merely smoke
They promise much, deliver little
Transforming words are simply brittle
Our greatest joy and deepest pleasure
Found in knowing Christ our treasure
Therefore we search and hunt and seek
To know his way, to hear him speak
And as we hear, respond and thrive
The words of God will come alive
No eye has seen no ear has heard
The wonder of incarnate word
The logos lived forever free
And now alive lived out in me
The world around can't see the name
He lives within, inside our frame
So as his body shines his grace
An impact on the human race
