Life moves within me
And life moves without
All within His control
Of this I cannot doubt
He sees where I am blind
My vulnerability displayed
The efforts of the Master
On this tapestry, unfrayed
This little being inside of me
Dwelling in comfort and peace
Knows not yet the joy
Of surrender and release
My son will one day behold
With his heart he will perceive
That the One who has created him
Descended so that he could believe
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