At two in the morn, I went outside.
Raising my head towards the heavens,
I remembered Your loveliness
And me being insignificant in lowliness
how could it be that You sought me first?
You redeemed me with Your mighty hand
and with Your hand,
You held on to me
at each step of the way.
And though I've acted like a little boy,
by throwing down your hold,
by naively throwing tantrums,
You still came back for me,
at each step of the way.
You persist in Your love,
and because of that,
You are so beautiful.
O Lord, nothing I say can be enough for You are beyond mere words.
Thank You.
