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A new day dawns and again I am amazed by your glory.
The skies are a shade of smokey blue jade
The trees frame the sky reaching ever heaven ward
Their fingers spread in praise, groping for your goodness.
Your never ending love has saturated every field
Rolling hills undulate toward the horizon, grasses dancing in the wind
Keeping time with the tune of creation
Nature revels in your love, echoing your words “it is good” with every bloom, every leaf.
Healer, please touch my mind
Take the grip of sadness from my sight
Penetrate the fog that surrounds me
And slows my pace.
I do not wish to be speechless
But the sadness has stolen my voice
I am standing on a chasm, toes wrapped around the edge
Lord, hold me fast and do not let me fall.
Your name is great and you can save me
You alone can coax me back to the sunlight
You alone can restore my mind and heal my thought process
Lord, give me a deep abiding joy and do not let the darkness touch me.
You are my healer and my rock, I praise you always.
Lord you are my provider
All my needs are met solely by you
I need not ask, you will fill me up
You answer my needs before I realize I have them.
You heal my wounds with your spirit
You are my beloved
You sing me to sleep when my soul is uneasy
You hold my hand as I weep with my head in the corner
You take my fear in one breath
You fill me with overflowing joy
Your love is oil to my sore joints
Your wisdom is the laughter in my throat
Your presence is a constant reminder of my redemption
Lord I am humbled before your great power
Why do I ever doubt your love for me?
You are more wonderous than any expression from this crippled tongue.
Your love cradles me
Your touch heals me
I will sing your praises in this victory
I will claim this day as yours
I will claim this body as yours
All things done are through you and of you
I have held fast to your holiness
I praise you!
Great is your love for me
In my darkness I hear your voice
You quiet my heart
Soothe my soul
The battle rages inside of me
A battle for my loyalty
But the war has already been won
I have raised my battle cry
I cried out Lord and you came to me
You have washed me clean
I cling to your love, cleave to your hope
I will walk through this
You will meet me
Lord your love is boundless
And covers my transgressions
I claim the truth of being wonderfully made and push away the depths of sin
I am yours Lord.
Blessed is the Lord, You heard my cry
you answered my fragmented heart with love
You whispered through the raised voices
You cupped my face and whispered
you, my child, are worthy
you covered my pain with your fingers
held it tightly, took it willingly
You put on my ragged garments in trade for golden robes
You gave me my truth when I cried out
You are blessed
Your sacrifice is my rhyme, reason, and voice.
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