We follow the One who says, 'fish on the right.'
Walks on ahead, raises the dead
Tells us to meet Him in Galilee,
Walks across stormy sea.
We follow the One who sends many to seek,
The Father He sent, pleads us repent
Our blood on His hands, the curtain He rent
Sits upon Mercy Seat.
Turns water to wine, claims you as 'mine'
Heals by a word, or a touch, or a salve
Lifts us in faith that we have
We follow the One to Light
The One who says, 'fish on the right.'
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He walked first ahead, across the Kidron Valley, ahead to Jerusalem,
even to death, ahead of the disciples near Bethany, past Bethany
approaching first the Mount of Olives. He prayed. Later sent word,
"tell them to meet me in Galilee," so "death you will never taste"
or see. Many, so many times He said, 'follow me.' He kept walking
ahead. Into the desert He walked and was tested, ahead of us.
Across a stormy sea, He walked ahead of us, to prove we could
ready our faith in just the perfect time to believe. We would
believe that when He says, "He lays it down," and when He says,
"He raises it up," He means it! We would believe every word, every
promise from God Almighty. We would believe Galilee is where our
Father is, still, waiting one step ahead, where we shall be also.
For we follow.
The greatest of all commandments is to love thy God with all thy
heart and all thy soul and mind; which is to 'follow Him.'
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Psalm 50:10; Psalm 46:10-11; Psalm 68:5; Ecclesiastes 10:2; Mark 12:27-31
They blindfolded one who saw beyond
Scolded and spit upon the One who knew
And told the 'Son of Man' to prophesize
Then blasphemies and nailed a sign above His head
For themselves, the blind and dead
And slapped and strapped and rocked the earth with sin
Flogged and beat Messiah they condemned
Sent Him dressed and falsely blessed
Whipped and stripped One whom they lied
Then crucified and pierced His side
And hours with a crown of thorns
shoved through His head
'Living Water,' at the end of slaughter
To the Father, said
"Forgive them for they know not what they do"
"I am thirsty."
Thirst for me... I thirst for you.
When you were a child, I loved you
Like faith, like dew, I sprinkled you
With manna, delivered you
From above, with an everlasting love
I loved you, my child, my Light
Gave breath to you when faith was dead
When you carried not my holy name
Saw not my face, heard not my call
I handed 'Hope' past wall
Of stone on turbulent 'Faith Lake,'
And watched you fall,
Upon three words, " I love you " to recall
'Man does not live by bread alone'
'All things I make,' for you to take,
My Morning Dew, pensive what three words can do
Consider two: "I rescue"
Manna is my love, twinkling fresh
Manna is my love, surrounding chosen few