How, God, do I love you
Let me count the ways
The way that you take care of me
Each and every day
The power of your sufficiency
Your never-ending grace
The refuge that you are to me
In each despairing place
The loving way you hear each plea
From helplessness I cry
The tears stored in a bottle
When eyes have been wiped dry
The faithful way you answer prayer
Accomplishing what’s best
The power of your perfect peace
That puts my heart at rest
The best friend that you are to me
In times both good and bad
The joy and satisfaction
In you I’ve always had
Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales
Let me count the ways
The way that you take care of me
Each and every day
The power of your sufficiency
Your never-ending grace
The refuge that you are to me
In each despairing place
The loving way you hear each plea
From helplessness I cry
The tears stored in a bottle
When eyes have been wiped dry
The faithful way you answer prayer
Accomplishing what’s best
The power of your perfect peace
That puts my heart at rest
The best friend that you are to me
In times both good and bad
The joy and satisfaction
In you I’ve always had
Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales
No comments:
Post a Comment