Lord, how wonderful art Thy works?
How mysterious art Thy ways?
Mine eyes have not seen such splendour;
Mine heart have not felt such joy.
Thou hast set the greatness of the mountains;
Thou hast set the simplicity of the blossoms.
I have trusted Thee with big things in my life
Why can’t I trust Thee with the smallest care of mine?
I cry to Thee with all my might;
I kneel and lie before Thy sight.
With all my weaknesses, my fears, cares and doubts
Use them all for Thy glory
My life, my broken heart.
- written by Helen Joy Cuare (Gazelover)
