When I wake in the morning with a joy I can't explain
As the sunlight peeks through the windows
My heart races with possibilities.
I walk down the street and my heart floods with songs: songs of Your grace.
I see the clouds set so perfectly in the sky, perched in a blue vault, vast and calm.
I begin to ponder about all that You've done for me...
It was the way You thought me out,
It was every moment of perfection made from this brokenness.
It was the splendor of roses, wild flowers, sunsets, and butterflies arranged so beautifully.
It was the way you knew what I liked, what I missed;
A bluebird lighting on a tree,
Not just one, but two, dancing merrily.
You reminded me that You had me in Your hand.
It was the way You showed me I can trust and let go,
The way You surprise me.
You are the only One who knows everything about me.
It was Your love,
Your love that sustained me,
Your love that surrounds me,
Your love that upholds me.
Jesus, it's Your love.
Your love conquers,
Your love sees and knows all,
Your love that is strong.
It's Your love that speaks to hearts and seeps deeper than any wound.
Thank You, it's this love I will never be separated from.
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