His loving Hands created me
Put me in Paradise,
I turned my back, refused, disobeyed!
He still loved me, never left me,
Held himself captive and died for me!
With His stripes, I am healed,
With His Rising, I have Life.
The vastness of His Love,
Engulfs my soul.
The waves of His caring touch me gently,
Reassuring that Christ stands there,
To lift me, love me, and watch over me!