My heart sings for the Lord! He is
Unfathomable, mysterious
Unending. He is
All-knowing, searching our deepest
Thoughts and feelings
Knowing us better than we know ourselves,
We hold no mystery for Him.
Though we blossom and fade in a breath,
The Eternal One takes note of us,
Values us,
Loves us.
Our hearts were made to sing for the Lord!
An Extravagant Love
Oh, Lord, what You have lavished on me! An extravagant love. You do not love my facade, The polished exterior, The oft-hypocritical perfection. You love my soul. Beneath the wounds and the imperfections, The flaws, the warts, the secret sins Of judgement and of pride Past all of these, You see my soul And find me lovable. Worthy of extravagance in Your Unbounded Love.
Grace Gives Voice
Lord, the gratitude I feel for Your grace Cannot stay locked, Silent, in my breast. You have given me a voice, A lovely voice, With which to sing of You. I have been grateful, But I have sung in silence, To myself only. You have given me a voice, and a song. Let it ring out in praise of You!
Joy
My joy is for the Lord His beauty surpasses that of the world He created. My soul bursts with gratitude That he whose Word spoke life into being Places His hand on my heart and my life. Ever loving, ever just, Holy, holy, holy Lord.
Holiday Hopes
Special days dawn, But without our special ones. The gulf between the living and the dead Is too wide To be filled with tears or Bridged by longing. Only Your love, Lord, can bridge The gap between those who love and long, And those who are lost to our sight. Your Hope is sure. Your Love gives us new wings. Your Promise folds the gulf of death until both sides are suddenly one. But not soon enough, Never soon enough. Lord, take our glass hearts into Your hands Cradle them. Heal them. Give them rest from the tears, And enough strength to go on. We do not grieve as those who Have no Hope, but our hope Feels thin and threadbare. Fill our weak hope with Yours, Let Your Love link us forever And let Your Promised One come again soon.
