The Mystery of you O Lord
The mystery of my lover God
has captured my full attention.
For in the midst of my faintest beat
and my tears falling,
He gathers my brokenness
and pours it out like honey.
Where I see utter disfunction my
Great God sees perfect timing.
Where I thought I'd hear angles sing
on the wings of destiny
I have found humility,
His robes grace dancing in their place.
O my heart cries out,
my soul longs for your embrace
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