A Sacrifice to A Jealous God

What was I running from or into, that uneasy light of faith?

Is ours a life to be laid down at the feet of a jealous god?

There is a winter that occurs in the blood,

and most of us are afraid to admit to it.

And the only thing that can cure the ache, the sting.

Is worship…

Not to a jealous god.

But to my beloved, my friend,

My Jesus, I love thee; I know that thou art mine.

For thee all the follies of sin I resign;

My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou;

If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.