My Lord, My Lover

Hopeless and fearful
In the pit, forsaken
Broken and alone
You whispered, gently
“Come to me and rest”

In my pain, doubting
I walked away;
You followed, whispering
Melting down my barriers
Your word, my path

You picked me up
Reaching down the valley
Where broken I lay
cleansing me with water so pure
Your love, endearing and fulfilling

You loved me in my darkness
Regardless of my failures
In spite of my weaknesses
Continuously faithful and available
Directing and lighting my path

You Sustained me with hope
Merciful and compassionate
Freely pouring out your grace
My lord, My Lover, You are!