thank you lord for your patience
for gathering me when i scatter
you lift my head from despair
when shame weighs it back down
i am the lost you never leave
the wandering you always welcome
how deep is your mercy's ocean
how wide your arms stretched open
for every misstep your grace waits
for every fall your hand reaches
i sow ruin you return redemption
you see me and still call me yours
oh shepherd who tends my soul
may i never flee your pasture
may i rest where love overflows
where forgiveness steadies my spirit
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Comments1
Here I see unconditional love and forgiveness that steadies the wanderer and provides a guiding star. Lovely
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