We slip along deep everlasting ways,
Each foot falls ever surer peaceably,
And though in dust we but for moments lay,
We shall be crowned with your eternal charity,

To me, O rock unmovable, what grace!
Your words spring forth in ever teaming life,
And all the hope I need is in your face,
Your depths with lasting mercies are so rife.

Chaos in a friendly shade,
Refracting through a jovial eve,
Alive to chorus of warm laughter,
Bounces off the bricks, nestles in the crowd.

Tests that turn out better,
Gladly swinging into fun,
Cruel tricks to gentle teasers,
Friendly symbols in a sea
Of foreign words befuddled,
Even those dastardly questions,
That hide their shades behind
My incompetence hold signs,
To give a flash of inspiration
To hopeful shots into the night.

Counting the cost like loose change,
The coins seem to fall from my fingers and roll into the weeds,
Muddied and obscured,
Friends found and lost in part,
Help me to continue to show them love,
For you are sovereign, Lord,
I lift up such things to you,
You are worth it, Lord.