Let Faith Arise

We've been singing an awesome song at church lately called "I Lift My Hands" by Chris Tomlin.  The lyrics are below:

Be still, there is a healer
His love is deeper than the sea
His mercy, it is unfailing
His arms are a fortress for the weak

Let faith arise
Let faith arise

I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart, these things I remember
You are faithful, God, forever

Be still, there is a river
That flows from Calvary's tree
A fountain for the thirsty
Pure grace that washes over me

So let faith arise
Let faith arise
Open my eyes
Open my eyes

I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart, these things I remember
You are faithful, God
You are faithful, God, forever

I love this song.  It's been echoing in my head since Sunday.  (It doesn't hurt that we have a fantastic singer, Kim, to belt it out!) 

I'm struck by two things from this song, and I'm going to share over the next few posts as I turn things over in my mind.  The first is verse 2:  Be still, there is a river that flows from Calvary's tree.  The second is the bridge:  Let faith arise.

What is the river that flows from the tree?  It's the blood of Christ, right?  It flows down from the cross, washing over us.  But wait, that's a gross image, right?  Blood being a fountain for the thirsty?  Blood being grace?  Blood being something that washes us?

That's the foolishness of the gospel that Paul refers to in 1 Corinthians.  The wisdom of the gospel is foolish to the world. 

Oh boy.  There's so much more to say.  More later, and more about faith, too.

In the mean time, what are your thoughts on this?