How low I am compared to God most high,
yet He made me and has a plan for me;
how slow I am, how swifter He than I,
yet faster my prayers fly than I can see.
How sinful I am, but how good God is,
for He forgives me all that I repent;
how beastly I seem next to beauty His,
I'm weak while His vast strength is never spent.
God's everywhere, sometimes I'm barely here,
yet in His heaven great things He'll let me rule;
God's not afraid, while I am full of fear,
He is so wise and I am such a fool.
Yet that I love You, Lord, can't be denied,
You give me heaven, and once for me You died.
-- by Pete Voelz 2/11
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