When I Think About the Lord

Imagine his beauty and his gracious eyes looking down on you. What an everlasting love does our lord hold? His humble voice calls your name, and you feel embellished. His name is so powerful that thunder dares not to stand in his way His warm smile that leaves your heart so full. You feel that little jitters that was god reaching out to you. He called your name in the darkness but you were too busy to hear it. Every pain no to man is held within my lord for he sees it all, and bears it to. Reaching out and hugging him, I wouldn’t want to let go. How amazing is it to have a god who is willing to hold your hand A god where all your failures are his treasures Where when you’re sad, your father cries with you Where when you doubt him, he shows you he is there. Where when you laugh he has a smile on his face. How amazing is it to have a god that I can call father A father who is perfect in every way When I die I long to reach to my father I long to reach out my hands and hug him so every tight When I fail him every day, he tells me he loves me everyday When I curse his name, he tells me I still care for you When I curse to even look at myself, he tells me he created me. My god is a god who provides My god is a god who holds me I know Satan is right behind me He has his men to attack me at foot But I dare not fear, for my god is right in front with a bigger sword The sword of love!