His Love for Me

He loves even me,

    He calls my name,

His robe of righteousness,

    Covers my shame.



He looks into my eyes,

    A smile fills His face,

His loving arms,

    Surround me with Grace.



He looks at my hurt,

    And He feels it first,

He feeds my hunger,

    He quenches my thirst.



He covers my head,

    With His amazing glory,

He counts each hair,

    Fulfilling His story.



He reminds me daily,

    His provision, my source.

My trusting in Him,

    His stability, my course.

    

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