Doesn't this thought ever just simply steal the very breath out of you...?
We whisper our imperfect praise and cares to Him and He replies with His perfect will!
What comfort is God’s care
What peace our hearts to fill
The words we lift to Him in prayer
He turns into His will
What joy can conquer fear
He hears each tearful groan
And bestows to its woes faith’s cheer
Founded in God alone
What humble awe instills
Our meek, imperfect plea
Knowing that whatever God wills
Is best for you and me
© Janet Martin