His Faithful

Up high to the skies I look;

In search for hope, I launch to the cosmos.

His throne room not worth to step.

But like Saul He calls me into Paul.

I am not near qualified,

Still He calls me qualified

And open for me doors to the qualified.

Oh! how marvelous is His mercy.

In His company want to remain.

The journey of life He walks me

Baby steps, I take, still scared to fall.

My hand He holds gently,

With a smile so bright He teaches me.

Oh! so wonderful is His care for me.

When I seem to lack the will

I let Him take the wheel.

To the summit of goodness, He takes me.

Surely goodness and mercy He spoils me with.

Oh! marvelous is His generosity.

I love Him.

He took a chance on me.

I am not perfect

Yet He took my imperfect self.

I'm perfect in him.