Lord of my Heart, eternal Keeper of my soul:
Your beauty is in mystery;
You always surprise.
Maybe that’s because faith of heart is Beauty to You.
Faith without sight, is it a testament to one’s soul?
Is Waiting how You grow Beauty?
Perseverance the builder of Character,
And character to bind Hope to the Life Eternal?
The Rock of Faithfulness;
The Protector and Keeper of Your flock,
The Mender of souls.
When as a boat tossed at sea, bouncing among the waves,
Swallowed up by the storm.
You are the Beacon of Light, when only a shred of hope remains.
You weave together the threads remaining.
One spec of faith from each of Your Children–
By the weaving of Your Hands: the sail’s made new.
At the edge of Faith and Obedience comes the Full Glory of Mercy and Hope.
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:22-23 NIV