Because

Because you give your entire because
Lord, you are down.
Because you sat there with me that first night
and handed me your severe love.
Because you drew a bath for me,
Because you meant it,
Because you remained,
Because you wept.

The boys hold their hands-up,
wanting you like a new bride,
the joy pouring inside.

And there you are unreluctant,
There you are adamant.
And there we are the feisty, or rowdy, and the uptight,
The behaved and misbehaved,
the left-out, the losers, the lucky-ones,
the sinners, the poorest, the richest,
the punks, the homies, the queers, the saucey, the love-childs,
the drummers, the DJs, the women, the wimps, the carpenters,
the faithful, the fearful,
the given-up, the abandoned,
the mothers, the sisters, the third-child, the sons.
And there we are floored.

All found.
All met.
All fetched.
Your best ones and cherished.

Because you are willing Lord,
Because you are like water,
Because now the Temple is inside,
Because you were so glad when I let you in.

Because you are as sweet as honey
like when Ezekiel’s mouth was opened and
You gave him your scroll to eat. And it tasted like honey.
Because you have taken my scroll,
and have written Yourself on both sides.
Because you gave me a new heart,
Because you restored.

Because you rode in on the donkey,
Because you needed me,
Because of your Authority,
Because I am unbound,
Because You are seamless,
Because I like my new fierce belt,
Because this is amazing,
Because you wept.

Because you give your entire because 
Lord, you are down.
Because you sat there with me that first night

and handed me your severe love.           

Because you drew a bath for me,

Because you meant it,

Because you remained,

Because you wept.

The boys hold their hands-up,

wanting you like a new bride,

the joy pouring inside.

And there you are unreluctant,

There you are adamant.

And there we are the feisty, or rowdy, and the uptight, 

The behaved and misbehaved, 

the left-out, the losers, the lucky-ones, 

the sinners, the poorest, the richest, 

the punks, the homies, the saucey, the love-childs,

the drummers, the DJs, the women, the wimps, the carpenters,

the faithful, the fearful, 

the given-up, the abandoned,

the mothers,  the sisters, the third-child, the sons.  

And there we are floored.

All found.    

All met.    

All fetched.   

Your best ones and cherished.

Because you are willing Lord,

Because you are like water,

Because now the Temple is inside,

Because you were so glad when I let you in.

Because you are as sweet as honey 

like when Ezekiel’s mouth was opened and 

You gave him your scroll to eat.  And it tasted like honey.

Because you have taken my scroll,

and have written Yourself on both sides.

Because you gave me a new heart,

Because you restored.

Because you rode in on the donkey,

Because you needed me,

Because of your Authority,

Because I am unbound,

Because You are seamless,

Because I like my new fierce belt,

Because this is amazing,

Because you wept.