You are God!

You are God!
Most high of the heavens
Creator of all things
Provider of good
Lover of my soul!

You both create and allow circumstances
You let us make our own decisions
For our good and for our bad
For Your glory and for man's

We are hurting, Lord!
We are needy
Destitute, even
Our comfort is gone
Good times are fleeting

Over and over again we choose ourselves
We choose flesh and decay over You
The One who is eternal
Who was and is and will be

We are hurting, Lord!
We hurt ourselves
We hurt each other
And our ever-present foe decimates us

You are the source of all wisdom
All glory and honor are Yours!
You are the source of all good
And your Love never fails.

Ever.

We are hurting, Lord!
Because we don't cry out to You
In our pride we seek power
Our individualism incapacitates us
From loving You and loving others.

We are hurting, Lord!
And You allow it.
You orchestrate it, even.

What will we do in this pain?
Will we go to You?
Be comforted in Your Truth?
Or will be try to fix it ourselves?
Will we hurt another to feel better?

We are hurting, Lord!
I wish I could assuage the pain.
I wish that a word or a look or an act were enough
But You alone are sufficient
And You are all-sufficient

You are God!
You are God!
I love You!
I submit to You!
and I rest in You.