and deep within my inward parts,
you are listening.
Your whole intention is given
You have inclined yourself to
the spaces of my heart.
Your pathways are before me certain
as the moment I was born.
You have provided for the days between
my birth and death.
The evil risen up around the earth
must be told again, and we look to see it's true,
that there are more with us each time
than those that are with them.
All holy is the pearl of your words,
dripped dew from the stem of grace.
All beauty is your soul with no beginning.
You have spread yourself glory-expansive over me
and the protection of your favour
can not be removed.
All holy is your compassion
in the dirt and fallow places where we least expect to find you.
All holy is your weeping, over the losses we have faced.
No voice can match the matchless sound of yours.
All other words fall harmless to the ground.
In love I was born, in love I live, in love I will die
and wrapped in the shield of your graces, I will live again.