The God Who Sees Me

Abba, You love me, You see me,
You know me so intimately.
You know my heart, my will, my ways,
Yet, You promise to love me all of my days.

Abba, You love us and want our love,
You come close to us like a dove.
Abba, You want us to know You care,
And no matter what we're going through, You are there.

You gave me beauty for ashes,
You gave me healing for Your lashes.
The oil of joy for mourning,
For heaviness, the garment of praise adorns me.

You love me more than I can know,
Now burden-free, my heart's aglow.
Free from pain so I can proclaim,
There's freedom and healing in Your wonderful name!

Book by Tracy A Andrews

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