My Treasure

How can I say whats in my heart
How could I ever express
praise to the Gardner of my soul
Creator of beauty from mess.

The only One Who knows just how
to bring forth life from death
teaching the darkness to turn into light
reviving with His Holy breath.

Why would You bother with one such as me?
Why would You take the time?
Your grace, mercy, forgiveness, compassion;
Your unfailing love sublime.

No one compares to a God like You
there’s nothing by which to measure
Yaweh, Jehovah, Father God
Ancient of Days, My Treasure.

ForGlorySake! – Anna 1/1/12

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