There
is a purpose that we find,
When
we are living for God’s pleasure, A joy of spirit, soul, and mind
Which we perceive in fullest measure.
When
we are waiting on the Lord,
When
He becomes our expectation, When hearts to Him are thus outpoured,
We know the joy of His salvation.
We’ll
surely find it shall be well
As
we have trusted and obeyed, And thereby we shall show and tell
The purpose that we have been made.
At
last we understand our worth:
It
was for love we were created! Yes, this is why Christ came to earth
To die for us, though He was hated.
Our
worth is thus unspeakable!
It’s
for His pleasure we now live, For this is why He saved our soul:
To give us this prerogative.
Lord, You are worthy of all praise!
Our highest purpose to exist
Is for Your pleasure all our days;
Let other reasons be dismissed!
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