My Kinsman Redeemer

My Kinsman Redeemer
At Your feet, I lie down,
and I lay before You all my riches Lord.
At Your feet, I am found,
when the sword has pierced my soul
and I’m in need.

Spread Your garment over me,
My Kinsman Redeemer.
Spread Your garment over me,
My King.
Spread Your garment over me,
My Kinsman Redeemer,
And I will rest until morning.

Hide me, beneath Your wings,
for Your love is like a shelter from the storm.
Hide me, like a lover -
I am cradled in Your everlasting arms.

At Your feet, I’m like perfume,
spilling out my tears on royalty.
At Your feet, You receive me -
like an offering a bride surrounds her groom.

Spread Your garment over me,
My Kinsman Redeemer
Spread Your garment over me,
My King.

Spread Your garment over me,
My Kinsman Redeemer,
And I will rest until morning.
Yes, I will rest until morning.

(from The Boast of the Broken-Hearted by Kimberly Lefebvre) available from Lulu.com

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