Everyday my darkness calls
And I feel like I'm about to fall,
Right up until I feel your nail scarred hand.
Your love is real, beyond belief,
Your mercy and your wounds are deep,
Your love is more than I can understand.
You left your throne and majesty,
To find me in my misery,
To be the light so I can see,
The tears of blood you wept for me,
The sacrifice you made for me,
Your courage grace and majesty
Cloaked within the mystery,
The ever living Word Of GOD has become a man.
You left your throne and majesty
To meet me with humility,
And I am just a broken man.
Now every time my darkness calls,
I know you won't let me fall,
You hold me safe with nail scarred hands.
Beautiful! I’ve been going through a lot lately and wondering if God loves me or is he just the distant creator. Bless you for your message. You certainly have a way with words.