The wind blows and a figure appears
It breaks me from my thoughts.
From the billowing clouds the light speaks
I am the First and the Last.
I am the author of all that has life
I knew you before you were born
I am the life-giver, the Bright and Morning Star
I am the obedient Son of man
I bared the chains of your selfishness
I was burdened with your shame
I gave my life to separate you from the darkness.
I will clothe you in my light
I will make you a new creation