Rick Swartzentrover

03-04-1998

Speak sweet Savior
  Whisper your love to me
Tell me of the nails
  The Crown and the tree

 

Show me the Grave
  Now empty and still
Show me the Blood
  Spilt on Calvary's hill

 

Touch my soul with your
  Hands - mangled and scared
Melt my cold heart
  All callous and hard

 

Breath into me
  Through the Bread & the Wine
Your sweet Holy presence
  Through your Spirit Divine