Qwamenah - It's Amazing lyrics

It's amazing. How vessels made out of the dirt. Flesh. Frail. Fragile. Fallible. Framed and moulded by the Potter Everlasting, Humanity, shaped and placed in dimensions of mortality, Have the privilege and the unmerited favour to step into the presence of Majesty. Even after deception stepped in, made us the lowest of the low, Had us scrambling for mud and making us believe we had struck gold, He didn't slam the gavel of condemnation in our faces, but rather placed His Son on wooden beams. Chalice tipped over, pouring out His wrath upon the Beloved so we wouldn't be Consumed. But that through Him, our crooked ways would be made straight and we'd be re-aligned with Him, For to know Him and give Him glory was our original purpose, intricately designed by Him, We find our lives in Him. It's amazing, How my words of worship always do God a great injustice, I could dress my praise with flamboyance, adorn my worship with pa**ion, embellish my reverence with fervent adoration, yet… it's just not enough to truly proclaim just who He is. The panorama of His perfection tosses grenades into our brains and leaves our minds blown, Coz really, He is too high to be apprehended by the human mind. Being so overwhelming, far beyond our understanding, Attributes so outstanding, too slippery for carnality to ever grasp it, He just is indescribable. And it's amazing How He loves us. Oh, how He loves us. To think that Self-Sufficiency seeks intimacy with man, not because He has to, but He wants to. Love in its purest essence as Perfection beckons the imperfect, Calling out the broken and the heavy laden that they may see, Though they tasted of the fruit of the tree, they might taste of His goodness and see that indeed, blessed is the man that takes refuge in Him.