How big is the sky?
How far does it go?
And when you get there
Will there be more?
How wide is the sea?
As wide as the sky?
Or further and further,
Until it’s no more?
How vast is the land?
Does it suddenly end?
When sky, sea and land meet,
May it begin again.
“And God saw all that He had made,
and behold, it was very good.” (Genesis 1:31a)
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He saw you in His endless dream,
Before a man and woman met —
(No matter if they married were,
Or married, but not loving,
Or married happily, mayhap)
Before a man and woman met —
He knew you.
Before the stars wheeled in the sky
Or crickets sang their lullaby
Before the moon was in earth’s sky —
He knew you.
Before the wind rushed through the grass
Before a still lake shined like glass
Before the young man met his lass —
He knew you.
Planned before the universe
Planned before the poet’s first verse
Planned as blessing, not a curse —
He planned you.
Not a random speck of dust
Planned with care, not in a rush
Surely know this truth you must —
He planned you.
Resting in His mighty hand
Be you poor or richly grand
This truth you now must understand —
He loves you.
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