Issac

words and music by Bonnie Keen
"A dream clutched too tightly becomes an idol." .. journal entry, spring 1997
I have a prayer as pure as gold, That where You lead me, I will go
And I'll not miss the impassioned plea When your sweet Spirit calls to me
And in that hour, and in that time
When I must lose my will in Thine, O my allegiance will be found
The day I lay my Isaac down
Grant me a faith beyond all doubt Whose flames of hope cannot burn out
Let mercy flow and grace abound The day I lay my Isaac down
Sweet lamb of love, most blessed friend
Nailed to the altar for my sin
Where in my place God's son was bound
The day He laid His Jesus down
Each idol vain is now laid bare
His suffering cross my heart will share
Earth's kingdoms fall without a sound
The day I lay my Isaac down
My soul redeemed on holy ground
The day I lay my Isaac down
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