Loving Father, as I praise You,
You look at me and say “I appraise you.”
After such a task is done,
You look at me and say “I give My Son.”
As I fall in disbelief,
Your love raises me in sweet relief…
Your firm embrace restores my soul,
Your words repair and make me whole.
And Father, as praise continues on,
any apprehensions are gone
and worship makes both of us as one
as You embrace me and say “My son…”
Oh, the intensity of love, a father’s love…THE FATHER'S love!
No other love compares with it. NOTHING compares to it!
O so blessed are those who recognize and enjoy the reality of it!