Lyrics and Longings

Jesus, hope of saints and sinners,
yours the name we’re called to share.
Hillside teacher, story-weaver
and the heartbeat of our prayer.
You invite us all to join you
at the Father’s Kingdom call:
so the friends of heaven gather 
to declare the Friend of All.

Where we nurse a fading image
of the Kingdom drawing near,
build upon our silent longing
make your vision crystal-clear.
Let our lives and lips reveal you
in the journey we’ve begun:
so that hope, in being faithful,
loves ‘til death is overrun.

Passing fame and fading glory
are the hallmarks of our age.
Give us voices to declare you,
Jesus, Lord on every page.
Hallelujah, friend of sinners,
yours the profile we would own:
yours the call to closer friendship,
yours the invitation home.