"How Can It Be?"

(This poem was written by one of my Bible students after studying poetry in the Psalms).

Lord, our Lord, how can it be,
That you would love me tenderly?
I am sinful all my days,
But you, Lord God, are full of grace.
How perfect are all of your ways,
Though I'm too wicked to see your face.

Lord, our Lord, how can it be,
That you would want to walk with me?
The steps I take are dirty with sin,
But yours are perfect, and clean throughout.
How happy you make me, Lord, within,
Though I'm a sinner without a doubt.

Lord, our Lord, how can it be,
That you would send your Son for me?
To die upon a crude, rough cross,
While people spit, and mock, and stare.
Turning your back, the greatest loss,
And saving all, for whom you care.

Lord, our Lord, how can it be,
That you would want to walk with me
You guide me through life, all the way.
When the right path, I do not know.
You hold my hand, and you say,
"I'm with you , I'll never let go."

Lord, our Lord, how can it be,
That you would love me tenderly?
To You, Lord God, I can't compare,
Your power, Your wisdom, Your love.
I know, for sure, you'll always be there,
Watching and caring, from above.