How comforting it is to know
That behind or in front of me
And no matter where I go You are there.
In the moment and in those that have past
Your Spirit moving both slow and fast
Changing and healing
Hearts and souls
Making yourself known
My faith is built on
This glorious mystery of You
Who is the First and the Last.
I hold this mystery as it holds me
Knitted into Your tapestry
Walking in truth
That sets me free
Thankful always
How You planned this to be.
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