The grandest call our God bestows,
Each fleeting second, day by day,
Is to live the gospel’s radiant prose—
To love and pardon all who stray.
In this, the truest sign is sown,
That we, as heirs of grace, may claim,
Children of the King enthroned,
Bear witness to His holy name.

What is brilliance
if it is not Christ
or Cross centered?

A blessed, glorious, boundless grace,
Salvation’s gift, both free and dear,
Renews each corner of our days,
A resurrected life to bear.
This gospel sings of Christ’s design—
Each heart a garden, lush and divine,
Where beauty blooms, His life takes root,
And souls, remade, bear sacred fruit.

From sinners lost, to heirs He calls,
From prince to princess, raised anew,
Through sin’s decay, He lifts our fall,
A glorious change comes shining through.
From glory unto glory grown,
Our hearts, our minds, His art unfold,
A masterpiece of love made known,
For all the world to see and hold.

As joint heirs of Jesus Christ,
God and His kingdom to come
is our royal estate and home.
For we need no other lands or
kingdoms for truly this fleeting
world is not our eternal home.

Prayer is the privileged soulful pursuit of running to Christ and
with eyes of faith finding oneself in the very throne room of Heaven.