LIFE--poem from isyc

Lord, I praise your name.
You bless me in countless ways.
I know I don't deserve it
in any way, shape, or form.
Yet you still bless me.

You show me your mercy
Your unyielding grace.
All this because you love me.
A love I don't know how to return.

I desire with all my heart to hear your voice.
Even just the smallest whisper.
For I know that whisper would be
the sweetest, most majestic
sound my ears have ever heard.

Lord, I love you in the only way I know how.

I wrote this during Indiana State Youth Convention. I didn't have the intention of putting it on here when I wrote it, but I think it expresses how I felt pretty well. Thanks for reading it.