Oh, how beautiful are the things You have made!
Your voice is great, yet intricate.
Your works are vast, yet precise.
Your art is creative, yet perfect.
What You have made is beyond what the eye can see—
Much is not understood, and even more is yet to be discovered.
Can our minds contain the knowledge of the Lord?
Can a creation have the understanding of it’s Creator?
We cannot fully see His fingerprints,
Let alone grasp His hands.
We struggle to hear His voice,
Let alone fully know the face of the Lord.
The Lord soars over me as an eagle;
He sees me close and from afar off.
He keeps watch over me;
He sees from where I come and to where I am going.
On the mountain’s top He waits for me;
With a loud voice He calls my name.
He takes me in under the shelter of His wings;
By His instruction I am brought up.
Great rivers flow from the mountain of the Lord;
From His springs my thirst is satisfied.
In the presence of the Lord my strength is renewed;
In His courts my mouth does not run dry.
My God calms my anxious heart;
He sustains my inner being.
He brings peace where the enemy works night and day to start war.
He brings victory where the world fails;
He brings success to the weak so that He may be glorified.
No darkness suppresses the Light of the Lord;
His flame cannot be vanquished.
His Spirit does not grow weary;
No task is too great for the hands of the Lord!
Thank You, Lord, for loving me,
For always holding me near.
When walking with me and talking with me,
You keep me far from fear.
You show me ways that I can grow to be more like You;
You teach me, Lord, that I may know how to love as You do.
You guide me through every stormy night;
You lift me as waters rise.
You keep me on the path that’s right;
You lead me by Your eyes.
You see beyond what I can see,
You know my every need.
You have a plan laid out for me—
Who You’ve created me to be.
You remind me that I’m not an accident,
A failure, or mistake.
Where I am I have been sent,
I am here for others’ sake,
To spread Your love and gift of life amongst the lost and broken,
To bring peace amidst the strife—
Share Your forgiveness of our sin.
The night settles,
The coolness comes in,
The stars reveal their beauty within.
There’s something close though it seems far away,
I hear someone calling, I hear a voice say:
“Be still and know that I am your God, Shepherd, and Friend.
I will always be with you, I am the beginning and the end.
I will guide you and keep you close by my side,
Do not be afraid, I will always provide.”
I close my eyes and ponder these things in my heart,
It’s beauty and peace is as an incredible art.
I cannot let go of any words that I hear,
So special to me…I hold them so dear.
I will not forget the words from my Love,
And the gift that my God sent from above.
Who brings peace with strife?
Who settles conflict with anger?
Who can have the love of Christ and not share it with a stranger?
Who succeeds by being idle?
Who gains without a purpose?
How can we achieve, without His Spirit inside us?
What good is worry, that we hold it so dear?
Who adds to their life, while drowning in fear?
We can all give our best, but what will it achieve,
If still we do not let our God take the lead?
To function the intricate way He has planned,
We must follow His example—the Ways of His hand.
My Father searches for me;
He saves me from the enemy’s hand.
He holds me in His arms;
I do not go hungry.
He leads me through every valley,
And is my light when the evening comes.
When I begin to stray He calls my name;
He brings me back to a safe place.
In His full protection, worry does not exist;
Where His Spirit surrounds me, thieves do not break in.
Hold me close to You, Lord;
Oh, how I need You!
You bring peace to my soul;
You allow my tears to fall on Your shoulders.
You hear my every word and know my every thought,
Yet still You love me.
You bear my every burden;
You walk with me on every journey.
My God will form me by His own hands;
He will shape me as He sees fit.
He takes what is broken and makes it new;
By His own Spirit His vessels shall be filled to overflowing.
How great is our God who is Lord over all!
You cannot count the number of His days;
His time cannot be written down.
His arms stretch far out;
His height and width cannot be measured.
At the sound of His voice mountains tremble;
At His command storms will rest.
All of mankind shall bow at His feet;
His children will rejoice and be glad!