“Who am I?” we often ask.
Are we defined by work or task?
As we proceed through each new day,
Are we defined by what we say?
The world declares that this is true,
That identity is in what we do;
That we become the roles we play
And find our value in this way.
But God has quite a different plan.
He knows the very heart of man.
Our roles and tasks may come and go;
The Truth is what we need to know.
The haunting question, “Who am I?”
Is answered in the Savior’s cry.
“It is finished,” He proclaims;
The souls of man, His love reclaims.
And now to each to whom believes,
The gift of worth the heart receives.
Identity secure and strong;
In Christ alone we now belong.
Yes, we are men and women too,
Unique, distinct through and through,
And shaped by God’s own sovereign hand
Through years gone by that He has planned.
Each person, place, event, and thing
Is woven in the life we bring.
A testimony of His grace,
Reflected in each shining face.
We are the children of the King;
Identity in Him we sing.
Our worth and value set secure;
Forevermore we will endure.
Our anchor is in Christ alone.
We rest in His dear, sweet shalom.
We need not question who we are.
Our hope is in God’s Morning Star.