In the hollow of his hand, the precious Son stay hidden. Until the Father spoke the command and the living word was bidden. Out from under the shadow of his wings, Emerged the chosen, King of Kings. Generation to generation, many prophets longed to see. That blessed revelation, the incarnate deity. In the fullness of time, he was revealed to save. To set the captives loose and free the slave. To send forth an aroma, of love and grace. As our heavenly dove in this earthly place. So rejoice those under, the guardian no more. As true sons of your Father and no longer a son in law. For the law was certainly good, but could never make you safe. But Lo and behold, the eternal Fatherhood, For he has clothed you, with faith. Joseph Burton
