His glorious nature is Divine.
Because of His pureness, I learn
How unworthy I am of His love; I cry.
He dug me out of the dirt to refine.
He is a consuming fire; I burn.
In there, my sinful dross dies.
The Son will forever and ever shine.
While on earth, I shall for Him yearn,
Until I get to see Him with my eyes.
There is free will; the choice is mine,
Will I follow the fleshy ways, or will I turn
To Jesus Who ascended into the sky?
My Lord, my Savior, I am Thine.
It is not man’s approval I should earn,
But You, my Savior, who is on High!