Swaddling Clothes

Shred these filthy rags
I've claimed as righteousness
Wrap me in Your mercy, Lord
I'm naked, I confess
Bind me with Your loving hands
Which once were bound for me
Cradle me, sweet Saviour
I'm a child at Your feet
Good Friday 2009

Zion's Future Glory

Sing, barren woman;   Give birth to jubilation   For through your offspring's seed   Will come the longed-for consolation...