God's Greatness
Oh, the preponderance of it all,
that God's so big and were so small.
That our inner most thoughts he can know,
that mankind he chose for his love to show.
Even when the tiniest sparrow falls he knows,
and upon our head's, the hair that grows.
He knows the sand count upon the shore,
the stars up ion the sky and more.
The fields he painted with lilies bright,
then hung the moon to brighten our night.
When feeling down or in despair,
He'll take our burdens and each care.
He knows of all our sorrow and pain,
when the earth is dry he sends us rain.
He's our savior, master, the one we praise,
in prayer to him our voices should raise.
For he is so mighty and we so small,
a very real comfort when on him we call.
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