As eternal as the skies is your love t’wards me
My failings disturb me, and I’m down
But you lift me up as a father His child
Should I ever recount my transgressions to myself
My self would abhor me above my transgressions
But you love me, despite my failings
My heart feels pale at the thought of its weaknesses
But then you call my name and it sounds sweet in my ears
The highest hills aren’t high enough to scale your majesty
Still you bend down to where I am
14 July 2007
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