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WHO HE IS...? AN ATTEMPT



 You take broken things and make it beautiful

You meet us at our lowest points and carry us all the way to the top

You multiply our little seeds to bear mighty fruits
You turn our woes to ladders of success

You clean our running nose with your hands
You mend our broken hearts

You love us even when we turn away
You are faithful in our faithfulness

You lead us safely through thorny paths




You are the world's best friend
Standing with us when we are cast out
Loving our perfect imperfections
Shielding us with his loving arms
Fighting our battles
Wiping our tears
Loving us "to much"

You are the best father
Ever so protective
You are the best mother
Ever so caring

You are the father to the fatherless
The mother to the motherless
The parents to the orphans
The husband of the widow
The wife to the widower
Our comforter

A forgiving God
The burden bearer
God of all earth
The creator of the universe
The healer
The Almighty
The almighty
The merciful God
Working wonders

Who is man? Yet You are mindful of Him

He is everything
How do you describe "everything" ?



Take time out to worship God today and tell Him what He means to you.
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Love
          Kambi




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