Higher
by Paul Purdayhttps://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/PaulPurdayPaintings?ref=seller-platform-mcnav
Our High Priest is like no other
Holy, harmless, undefiled
Rising higher than the heavens
He who once was so reviled.
None can match that upward journey
Higher than the farthest star
Or can fathom where He's dwelling
Where a world of wonders are.
And it was that He ascended
After he had gone so low
Deepest depths could not be lower
Hell and grave where He would go.
Our poor humanness was falling
Into hopelessness and sin
He it was who heard our crying
To this world He entered in.
Death and grave by Him was vanquished
Greatest power to ever be
Greatest that the world was seeing
This side of eternity.
From the mountain He ascended
And would vanish from their sight
He the highest place is filling
With His blazing holy light.
In that place He is preparing
Heavenly homes for all His own
Truest homes we could be knowing
Formed and built by Grace alone.
