How can Your grace be so unending?
How can You can forgive again and again
Our wretched deeds- spirit rending
-Which doubtless bring You sorrow and pain?
How can Your Spirit be so always tending
To we creatures of sin, so inhumane?
How can each and every transgression
Be washed clean upon confession?
My child, My child don't let your thoughts become blurred
By matters and mysteries you cannot understand.
For the very air you breath was created by My Word,
And the ground you walk on built by My hand.
My plan and promise will never be deterred.
Nor will My Heavenly ark drift on the seas, unmanned.
So too will My love shine always on you sons and daughters,
For even the greatest flame is quenched by infinite waters.