Draw me with cords of a man,
With bands of love.
Carry me away till I can’t stand in the
Waves of Your flood.
With bands of love.
Carry me away till I can’t stand in the
Waves of Your flood.
Submerged completely
By the sound of Your voice;
Your flood engulfs me
Until I have no choice.
I’m totally constrained by the
Humbled, You left Your throne,
In our fashion found.
Many grains of wheat abide alone,
But You fell into the ground,
In our fashion found.
Many grains of wheat abide alone,
But You fell into the ground,
Blossoming, bearing
Fruit a hundredfold,
Death overcoming;
Its power could not hold
Your resurrection life and the