sometimes i wonder how can GOD redeem this?
so much wasted . . . lost . . . buried d e e p
i forget my days are numbered
i forget the ONE who numbered out every second is not thus constrained
HE is outside of time HE is before, HE is in the midst, HE is after.
and HE has and is and will redeem as every sunrise, every breath gives hope HE measured oceans in HIS hands -- HE can bridge these chasms
so i trust