Thank You Jesus
For the dawn You lift from darkness
For the breath You braid with mercy
For the quiet way Your love
Keeps finding me
Even in the corners I hide
Thank You
For the roads I feared to walk
Yet You walked them first
Softening the stones
Stilling the storms
Leaving light like breadcrumbs
For my trembling steps
Thank You
For the grace that gathers me
For the peace that settles
Like warm rain on restless skin
For the hope that rises
Even when my spirit
Has forgotten how to stand
Thank You Jesus
For the battles I never saw
The rescues I never named
The nights You held me
While I slept through my own sorrow
And thank You
For loving me
Not as a distant King
But as a gentle Savior
Who kneels beside my weakness
Touches my wounds with fire and
tenderness
And calls me beloved
Before I ever learn to believe it
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