This I know: Your light
seeks guiding every lopsided traveler,
tossed by tempest tears to Hope
unmatched by force fed salt.
Our back’s against the wall,
a vessel where humanity cries
need for our love to ease tensioned
souls believing we are on our own.
Im not first to admit, I’m weak.
I do not wish take another step
without Your soothing hand in my mine.
Your love is strong enough to walk
beside this crippled frame,
where I may rest on the arm of I AM,
my great Beloved.
My Deliverance out from raging storms,
setting my feet atop pastures green.
You pilot me into dreams I never expected come true.
I ache thinking how deep You love me.
When I think I do not, can not
possibly deserve this lavish robe
costing more silver than I could ever
You are My child. I delight in you. This is My grace filled love for you.
None, but Thee has ever loved me
patiently, carefully, tenderly, truthfully
as when You first whispered:
Your sins are gone from My memory.
Your flawless beauty is all I ever see.