Sunday, December 18, 2011

Who

You see my every move,
even out of the corner of Your eye,
You can cast about the universe,
and where ever I am, whatever the time,
however I may try to hide,
You see all I do
yet you love me still.

The thought of meeting
You face to face
stops me in my tracks.
What would I say, where could I hide,
You know even my thoughts I haven't expressed
You know the hurts inside,
the joys I haven't earned.

You know my dreams, you know my faults;
my failures you forgive
my triumphs are yours
I have nothing to bring
my praises seem so small;
When I look to heavens and see
that you have created it all.
The skies, the stars the moon
and below, the oceans and reefs
the mountains so strong
the sand, each grain, staying in its place
is all by your command.

Each sunrise and sunset is cued by your mighty Hand
every season is ordered and every snowflake is by your design.
I am amazed by who You are and all that you do, the power that exists
in even one finger of your hand
yet You love me still
and hear my cries
You answer my prayers
and forgive my debts and
lift me up out of mires
When all I have to offer you is my emptiness,
You, oh my Lord and God,
even fill that up with your wonderous mercy and grace.
You are my God and I am your sheep.
Lead me, please God, all of my days,
that I might rest in Your dwelling place.





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