His mere presence demands that the enemy must flee.
To speak his name commands the light to drive out darkness.
He has overcome sin and poured out his blood as a loving, atoning sacrifice.
He lifts my head and clothes me with beauty.
He sweeps me off my feet and calls me to walk with him.
He is truth.
He is light.
He is love.
He is my Jesus and I am madly in love with him.