Words

Words can never seem enough,
to express my love fore you.
You bought me from my brokenness,
and put together the shattered pieces of my heart.
You found me in my loneliness,
and reassured me you are always near.
You caught me in my foolishness,
and taught me about your wisdom and justice.
You search me out in my sinfullness,
and sacrificed yourself to set me free.

All you have done for me,
I could never, ever repay,
and my words seem to fall short,
of any way to sing your praise.
Yet, when words fail,
my soul begins to move,
in rhythm with your creation,
which always sings praises to you.

Flowers and trees have no words,
but they dance for joy in your presence.
The rocks and mountains cannot speak,
yet their presence testifies to your majesty.
The stars, which sparkle in the darkened skies,
radiate in awe of your loving grace.
Creation may not have words to express,
yet they all find a way to sing your praise.

So next time my words seem to fall short,
of expressing what my soul is crying.
I'll stop and listen to creation,
and realize that the biggest way to sing God's praise,
is by living every moment in worship of God