Psalm 92:1-4, 12-15
To look at us, we are merely human humus,
broken down so that we can’t be broken down any further.
We were still,
waiting for the Spirit’s seed,
stable in our station,
all potential poised, but paused.
But we yearned for His sprig to be planted within us,
so that by His power
some of us might become mustard trees,
sheltering birds in cool shade;
and some of us might become cedars,
standing firm and tall against the winds;
and some of us might become palms,
heavy with fruit.
Then you came to us, Immanuel!
Firstborn of all creation
Firstborn from the dead,
Root of David now righteous branch!
And now we are in You:
The old is gone—we are more than we ever once could be;
The new is come—we are becoming more than we ever once dreamed,
Because we live by faith, not by sight.