My God

He feels loneliness when I am not around
And draws me closer when I am down.
He leads me to desire more for this life of mine
For I am created like Him, in due time.
When I am wounded, betrayed, hated on end,
He exceeds all the kings horses and all his men.
That is who my God is.

In my weakness, He makes me strong;
He gives me breath all the day long.
He calls me to His table for a filling meal
So that I work harder and do His will.
In the wind, in the rain, in the dark of night,
I feel His presence as He holds me tight.
That is who my God is.

Long ago, when I rejected His love,
I despised everything; push came to shove.
He loved me all the more inspite of -- me.
He graced the utmost redeeming opportunity.
He rescued my perishing, dying soul;
He was the shepherd completing His fold.
That is who my God is.

As I age and serve the Lord the best I can,
I know he will continue to hold my hand.
Though troubles may come to block my view
Of the prize I am waiting for, along with you,
He will reach down and carry me home
As His child no longer lost, nor alone.
That is who my God is.