Jordan Mentz

“I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me; I was found by those who did not seek me. To a nation that did not call on my name, I said, ‘Here am I, here am I.’ Isaiah 65:1 (NIV)

Pre Chorus:
I don’t deserve this privilege because I cannot earn it on my own
To spend time with my creator and to rest in your presence
I cannot understand how you love me for who I am
There are times I have not been who you’ve called me to be

Chorus:
Here am I wanting to seek you in my darkness
You came to find me saying here am I
Even when I did not search for you and wanted to forget you
You called me home and you told me “Here am I”

Verse 1:
I did not choose you because I am nothing on my own
You set me apart before the beginning and you will come until the end
There is nothing holding me back right now
Because God you are my strength

Verse 2:
Is this how it was meant to be
I want to seek you but my pride keeps me from coming
I can’t express my joy completely using these words
You have revealed to me who you are, when I don’t deserve it

I long for my tongue to be/the pen of a skillful writer/and I want my tongue/to write your name across the sky/there are many times/when I want to proclaim your endless love/I use my tongue/to sing your praises/and I cannot believe the power of my tongue/I long to use my words/to paint a picture of your love/

The tongue I have/is yours and I want to spread/your message to this lost and dying world/I see a world bleeding and hurting/and I don’t know how/to draw a picture of this perfect sacrifice/will I ever be able to comprehend/a love that shows no beginning and no end/so many times I wonder/if this love that you gave me is free/

I choose to use my pen/to write your praises across this earth/and I yearn for these songs/to draw a picture of the perfect lamb/who demonstrated perfect sacrifice/I can use my tongue to bring healing/and I want my songs/to bring you glory/ I don’t know why/you love me so much/but I choose to die for you/

My tongue is a pen/and I want this world/to know this love/I have written across my heart/I look around at this world/and I can see your creation/portraying a characteristic of who you are/can I ever paint a clear enough picture/for this world to understand/and accept/I want to be your pen/writing the things that reflect your heart/

Psalm 45:1
1 My heart is stirred by a noble theme
as I recite my verses for the king;
my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

I ask myself so many times/what is man that would make you mindful of him/and make him the ruler of the earth/that you would care enough about me/to kill your son upon that lonely tree/my sins have caused you so much pain/but I continue to live in them/

Since I was a child/my mind rejoiced/because of your majestic name/and when I mess up/I cannot grasp the fact/you were thinking of me/before I was even thought in your mind/so many times I remember that/I am precious to you/and many times that doesn’t change the things I say or do/

The earth you have placed/under the feet of man/and I will remember who I am in you/everything you created was meant to bring you glory/and how many times have I got that turned around/thinking this life is for my enjoyment/and I lose sight of who you are/and I know I forget why I am here/

The birds of the air/the beasts of the field/the flocks and herds/were made to bring you honor/and the glory that you are due/I am alive today because of your son/and I am worth more/than this world tells me/I was worth you sending your son to die for me/and I rest in this/I love you and I will never forget/what you have done to set me free.

O LORD , our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory above the heavens. From the lips of children and infants you have ordained praise because of your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger. When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him? You made him a little lower than the heavenly beings and crowned him with glory and honor. You made him ruler over the works of your hands; you put everything under his feet: all flocks and herds, and the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea, all that swim the paths of the seas. O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! Psalms 8:1-9 (NIV)

Psalms 139:1-24 (NIV) O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD. You hem me in–behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you. If only you would slay the wicked, O God! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name. Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD, and abhor those who rise up against you? I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

If I try to hide from you/you are there to find me/and if I try to I try to fly away on the wings of the dawn/and if I try to sleep in depths/you are there with me/and I can not understand how you can/hem me behind and before/such knowledge is too lofty for me to attain/

If I try to run from you/you come and chase me down/you know when I fall asleep/and when I feel like I am so far away/I know you have me in your palm. I cannot help but praise you for your eyes/saw my unformed body/and all the days ordained for me/were written in your book/before one of them came to be/

Your eyes have seen my unformed body/before I became a thought/so many times/I want to praise you/because of your mercy/honor and glory/I realize how wonderfully made/and my frame was not hidden from you/when I was in that secret place/you know me and created my inmost being.

There are so many things/that you know about me/and so many times/I have forgot to remember who I am/and even more times/I have been caught in the moment/and I seem to leave you somewhere out of my life/but I want you back/and I come running to you/to feel your embrace.

I take refuge in the Lord
As I follow hard after your words
Arrows of the wicked are bent and aimed for me
But I find protection with in you

When will you rain down sulfur on the wicked
When will you have enough
Show me the way to go as I enter the battle
I ask you to search me for any deceitful way within me

I am yours and I take refuge in you
I know my future lies in your hand
The thoughts you think about me outnumber the grains of sand
Stretch out your arms to rescue me from the roaring lions help me stand

I have put my trust in your unfailing love
I will sing to the Lord a new song for he has been good to me
Teach me how to live in holy fear
Then I will be forever near

The ways set up in your word
give me direction and I know
If I follow those things
I will not be shaken

Psalm 11; 13; 15

Jeremiah 29:11
Psalm 138:7-8

Lord you know everything there is to know about me open up my eyes so I can see you as you really are.

Chorus: O Lord you know when I wake up and when I fall asleep. You knew me Your eyes saw my unformed body, you knit me together in my mother’s womb. Lord before a word is on my tongue, you know it completely. I praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made, when I was woven together in the depths of the Earth, Your eyes saw my unformed body.

Verse 1: All the days ordained for me were written down in your book before one of them came to be. For I know the Lord will fufill his purpose for me, “For I know the plans I have for you” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you not to harm you, to give you a future and a hope

Chorus:

Verse 2: Though I walk in the midst of trouble you preserve my life; You stretch out your hand against the anger of my foes, with your right hand you save me.