"Where can I go from Your Spirit... Where can I flee from Your Presence? If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there..." Psalm 139: 7,8 NKJV |
I spy.
I spy You.
I spy You spying on me.
I spy You in everything I see.
I spy You in Your heaven.
I spy You shimmering in the sun.
I spy You dancing in the stars.
I spy You sleeping in the moon.
I spy You whirling in the wind,
I spy You convicting me of sin.
I spy You shouting in the storm,
“Run to Me, run to Me, I will shelter you from harm.”
I spy You in the rainbow, I spy you in the puddle,
I spy you in the beginning, in the end and in the middle.
I spy You in the dreams I dream of all that I can be.
I spy You in the beauty of all I touch and see.
I spy You in the midnight watch,
I spy You on Your knees.
I spy You crying with me
For countless dying pleas...
I spy You weeping.
I spy You shaking and bowed down.
I spy You in the Garden, praying on Your knees.
I spy You screaming out in agony for what was yet to be.
I spy You ripped and bleeding
I spy You hanging from a cross.
I spy You hanging from a cross.
I spy You severed from the Father,
I spy Your deepest loss...
I spy the never ending ways You love me still today.
I spy You running after me when I have run away.
I spy You never giving up on me, when I already have.
I spy You dreaming dreams for me that I forgot I had.
I spy You crazy loving me,
I spy You holding onto me until the very end.
I spy the One Who died for me,
I spy my Dearest Friend...