Rapture

Caught up out of myself in a rapture from the flesh

Caught up in the grandeur ever hopeful ever fresh

NotÝ to be made much of but to make much of my Lord

To seek the treasure of hisÝ smileÝ and to see His name adored.

Be praised in every line of my salvation

Be praised in every chapter of my tale

Be praised in everyÝ thing I do

If not done unto your glory may it fail!

For you my life sings like a song

Or perhaps reads like a book.

I want to ride with melodies

That require a second look.

Rooted forever in your grace

Springing from the council of eternity

Raptured from my puny desires

By being conformed to my hope of glory

A different nobler light

The reason for which we were born

The glory of god revealed in all

Who are saved from the wrath to come.

Anthony Foster

February 28, 2005