מכתם

I think innocently of You and my heart is softened.
My thoughts turn within me and You come, O Lord You come and place Your hand on my weary heart and will to rest. You forgive my sins, answer my prayers, hold my hands, and see my eyes. Your love tenderly touches my spirit and I cannot hold back, but respond to such gracious provision with thanksgiving and gladness.
To You who clothes the flowers of the field with raiment, who gives the birds of the air food, and who gives to this poor man grace and fellowship with God be all glory, love, and response. Amen.