The
ark at last had come to rest
At
Ararat upon the mountains. The waters reached their fullest crest,
Supplied by rain and gushing fountains.
As
Noah surely could recall,
The
Lord was faithful every day; He gave protection through it all
And met their needs in every way.
Though
sometimes trials overwhelm
The
heart, like stormy wind and waves, In every circumstance and realm,
Our God is sovereign, and He saves.
He
leads us to the Rock that’s higher
Than
trials of this earth can rise. Our expectation and desire
Shall not be cut off from our eyes.
For
all who have received the Lord
Are
thus forever saved by grace. How great at last is our reward
To see our Savior face to face!
Yet
in the meantime, God transforms
Our
image, and we’ll tell the storyOf how He even used the storms
To thus reflect in us His glory.
When
Noah reached Mount Ararat,
The
sight must have been glorious! Yet heaven’s shore holds more than that,
Where Christ now reigns victorious!
O
Lord, we look with expectation
For
brighter vistas at Your throne Where we shall celebrate salvation
Afforded by Your grace alone!
We
know we’ll see You, Lord, above,
When
we have landed on that shore, Yet as we contemplate Your love,
We thank You now, and we adore.
Lord,
help us show the lost Your favor,
Persuading
them to flee from wrath. Apart from You, there is no Savior,
And heaven has no other path.
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