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Where They Kiss


Where justice and mercy kiss, I rest.
Where justice and mercy collide, I stay.
Where God crushed His Son for sin, I hem myself in.
I will fix my gaze on this terrifying revelation of beauty.

Fully able to save a sinful man.
Committed, devoted Trinity.
I give myself over to Your fragrant mercy
I render myself helpless to Your judgment.


Where justice and mercy approach one another, I bend.
Where justice and mercy are content, I pause.
In the paradox of love I remain.
He hasn’t come to condemn, but to save.
Nail pierced hands stroke my back.
In His comfort and anger there is no lack.

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