If only, you had been here,
you could have healed him,
stopped him from dying.
Such was the limits of their faith
believing in the finite, the human
saving of the Lord;
not perceiving, understanding
His true nature
the true limitlessness,
the omnipotence of the Son,
the living God with us
He bore witness to His power
when he called him from the grave.
“Rise Lazarus!”
Be my proof, to loose
the bounds of their faith
March 1, 2008
John 11:1-45
Saturday, March 01, 2008
The Limits of Their Faith
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