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.