You always have time, I'm never a bother.
Listening to me so intently
You love me, ever so gently.
In your hands, you hold all time and season.
You chose me, without rhyme or reason.
You've created everything both near and far
Showing in great measure of who you are.
All-knowing, all-powerful God of the universe
Yet you sit and listen as I rehearse.
Correcting my path, this way or that.
Never leaving me to wonder, where you're at.
You are the potter, I'm the clay on the wheel.
Always refining me, no matter what I may feel.
I love you, because you loved me first
Even when I was at my very worst.
You were with me, way back when.
You've always been there, through thick and thin.
You are omnipotent, God almighty.
Yet, you still make time for little 'ol me.
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