Oh,

Who can understand your love, God of redemption? Your love is like the vastness of the ocean, like the roaring of the waves in a storm.

Who am I that I should be loved by the creator of the universe? Who am I that I should be made in your very image? To you alone, God.

Do I fall to my knees in worship? To you alone do I sing songs from the depths of my heart.

Maranatha.

God of reconciliation, I quiet my mind and my soul.

God of redemption, I pause to thank you.

and your