strength to strength//poem

Abba,

When I wake up to you,

Fresh morning dew

Still wet on the ground and the sound of your voice

Dancing in my ear,

I hear you whisper

“I give new strength day to day.”

Payer of debts, forgiver of sins

Wonderful councillor

Redeemer and friend

One who is just, the one who creates

Who is man that you, God, should say-

These are mine. My image. My beloved creation. 

And yet you do.

And you choose

every tribe and each nation and

I am loved by one who can stop up the sea

What else can I do but fall to my knees

And worship the one holding all

eternity.