My Pastor's Grace is measured by His love,
So infinite so unconditional
Was priceless payment made by priceless blood,
To overcome Death's stones* traditional.
I see my Pastor's love for His Christ bride
Is limitless uncalculated want,
And yearning for us to be at His side,
To overthrow the Devil's hate-death haunts.
And Darkness' power can never separate
The love between us all that He has placed,
In hearts for Kingdom's Glory to create
Christ children whose dear birth in Him is traced.
We move in Him toward each in love and power.
Bestow God's light and love in His pure bower.
*stones: carnal Christians failing to follow Christ's inner witness and His Word