You Reign

You reached out for me,
In a field of blood, alone,
And I struggle to understand
The concept of forever home
Dressed in finery I don’t deserve,
The enemy whispers, and I believe
Your love has never made sense,
So it’s easy to doubt or be deceived-

But it’s not about me.

Your love reflects on You,
The unbreakable purpose of Your will,
The oceans of Your kindness
And dry shores on which You spill
Grace on every blindness
Indefatigable, You fill

Broken, empty vessels
Because they’re Yours as You decide
Such am I.