The lord works in mysterious ways

He surveys what he wills

He deals with whom he wants

He is his own dawn,

Existence in and of himself.

His art is witnessed in layered design,

And even a glimpse would suffer the mind to even grasp

Its tiniest member.

But his lowest member suffered for me that I might fathom beyond the shallow depths of inherent perception…

For he saves whom he wants

And every conception

Of worth is brought forth

As grace as we birth anew.