Context: I wrote this poem quite a while ago, after experiencing a series of shattering realisations during prayer. Yesterday I rediscovered it amongst my drafts, and decided to post it today:
I love you, Lord (Psalm 18:1; NLT).
The Father himself loves you dearly (John 16:27; NLT).
I love you, Lord – that’s easy!
But: You love me, too – that’s hard!
Why do you love me, Yahweh?
Why do you guide and guard?
You know my every weakness,
And my sins are all too real,
So why do you help and comfort me?
Why do you cleanse and heal?
Ah! It’s because you’re perfect, Lord,
Pouring out love and peace,
And sending your Son to make us all one:
Your mercy will never cease.
His mercy endures forever (1 Chronicles 16:34; NKJV).