Look At Me Now!

Look At Me Now!




I am “the” star

I can spin, like dust in the air . . .

I am the leaf, rotten dump in the mud

I am the forgotten son, I am that unwanted child

Look at me now!

I am the sea that swallows your land

I am your handicap; I am your shortest hand

I am the king who sits above it all

I am the slave who waits for the crumbs to fall

I am the rich, with riches untold

I am the poor, have hunger as a friend

I am the righteous, with clean feet and clean hand

I am the sinner, covered with splattered blood

Look at me now!

I am the sunshine, I am the rain

I am the pleasure, I am the pain

I am the joy, I am covered with smiles

I am the sorrow; I am your midnight tears

I am your dancing feet; I am your signature beat

I am your fear; I am your bloody sweat

I am you, I am me

I am us, I am he

I am them, I am she

But don’t look at me now, in me you find no good

I am not me, with Christ I am dead

Look at me through the blood

Look at me through Christ, through my eternal friend

Look at him now, and then look at you

Before your sun, set behind you

Before your eyes shut close, like a polished brass gate

Look at him now and receive His eternal gift . . .

© ZSM; Houston/Summer 2011