Beyond All Measure

Beyond all measure,

He loves me, His child.

No matter what my sins,

Or any thoughts, defiled.


I'm but a weak and weary human.

Longing for something more.

To fill an empty part of me.

With what He has in store.


For here upon this temporary earth,

Its nothing but pain and strife.

But up there, in His Kingdom,

He offers, eternal life.


So I strive myself to be,

Just who my Potter molds.

For I long one day to know,

All the joy, that Heaven holds!

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