Exalted

Heavenly Father, on your throne
My God, you sit on high
Far above the universe
Within the bright, vast sky

Tell me, Lord, of your great love
That saves a wretch like me
Who wanders from your presence
Periodically

Who loves you more than life itself
But still cannot attain
Consistency and faithfulness
On a more even plane

What majesty and magnitude
My God, how great thou art
To look beyond the surface
And see within my heart


Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales 1993

This is the first poem I wrote that was to and about the Lord.