Inconceivable

From the dawn of Time,

To the end of our days.

One thing stands strong:

Watching, waiting, observing, converging.

It's hard to grasp, this thing of mine,

defying all my attempts to conceive an image.

Yet, I can't deny, I must have it to survive, 

For without it I would die eternal

Once my days on this earth are over.

Reaching out, He picks me up,

He carries me through the trouble.

He comforts me, though I fail to know how,

Or why until after the peril has passed.

He saved me from myself, 

From the evil that sleeps within

Awaiting its chance to surface;

It continuously connives, and thrives on

My deepest, darkest fears.

Yet, even in the face of this evil,

He stands strong.

I am wrapped in His embrace,

Sheltered by His mighty hand.

He protects me, prepares me,

Though I can do nothing to repay Him,

He loves me.

The Inconceivable One has everything for me,

Without him I would be truly alone;

He knows all my ways, 

But understand Him, I cannot.

The Lord Almighty is the one thing

I could never give up. 

He is for me, even when I am against myself.