Intimate Infinity

I feel like I am nothing Yet I’m told that I am great I’m told I’m of the king of the universe And I’m told that he knows my name I cannot understand it I’ll try my best to work it out. Considering I’m nothing but a tiny speck I’m still loved.  I’m still loved. Though I sit and wonder How could it be, someone like that… He who paints the colors of the evening sky could care at all about where I’m at So, why the distant calling? Why do I feel I don’t belong? The still small voice that whispers love to my heart It says “be strong”, yeah be strong How can I pretend to say I’m strong When I know you’ve known me all along? I cannot pretend to be, anything but what you see Fraught with weakness, stained with sinful wrongs Striving for the best in me, it’s not enough I’m doomed to see Myself - through your loving eyes And so I sit here thinking, there’s got to be an answer At least I think I’m better - than who I’m sure I was yesterday And yet, I am an excellence in failing. Right here, amidst the sinners, I belong. Despite the truth, deserving I am nothing I am loved!  I am loved!  I am loved! And so it goes, I’d like to think I’m better than I was And intimate infinity rolls on It doesn’t matter if I’m right or wrong As long as we are one And that’s The truth My friend