Perfect Love

I often quake at all I’ve done

And fear the wrath I’ll meet;

I cannot fathom how I’ll feel

When I stand at your feet.

And then I think about the grace

That caused you to forgive

A people formed of perfect love

Who sully what you give.

And still you place us far above

All that your hand has made,

For it was not for heaven’s host

The covenant was made.

And so I will not fear my fate,

For you’ve absolved my blame,

But please forgive me if I still

Stand humbled in my shame.

1 John 4:18

“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.”