By Tanja

 

Who could compare to You?

God, You deserve the praise of the highest King.

You have all power and glory.

 

Yet You say, “Daughter” to me?

“Son,” to my brother?

You say, “Go ahead! Call me Abba-Father!”

Wow, so amazing!

 

You say You will keep Your promise- “That the nations are an inheritance.”

You love the people you have created.

The nations.

They will give You glory and worship.

 

I face the heavens.

I close my eyes.

I breathe the air.

 

You are my refuge.

Now.

In the shadow of Your wings, I hide.

 

Read Psalms 2.