Take us Where You Are

I looked for your face

Your eyes, I’ve heard they burn like fire.

But no earthly blaze I’ve seen

Prepared me for that burning desire.

You gave up your place in heaven

To live a life of sweat and dirt

You poured out your life like water

To bring salvation to the earth.

Now You’re raised in glory;

You’re seated on Heaven’s throne.

You assigned us to carry that blaze,

To let it burn in our bones.

But the fire in our eyes

Has dimmed to ash and dust.

We wrap death in a red bow

And say, “Come, be like us.”

Church has become a masked ball

Of fancy clothes and hidden faces.

Our smiles are empty promises

Of hope in heavenly places.

Where’s the power You promised,

The zeal that marked Your days?

The Bride that’s supposed to look like you

Is broken, proud, and afraid.

So we climb up the mountain,

Build our tents and look at the stars.

We tell everyone to come see the glory

But we’ve totally missed where you are.

Sometimes You’re in the valley

Opening graves and breathing on bones.

Before You joined Your Father

You were rolling away the stones.