But how do You see it?

But how do You see it?

by Joel Howard, a prayer - a poem

I look at this earth

I look at this world

I look at my life

And shrug my shoulders

I unearth more mess

I unearth more pain

I unearth much less

And still come up short

When I look at people

When I consider hard

Concentrate, retreating

Planning, I'm confounded

But how do You see it

Lord who made all?

How do You see it?

How do You see it

Father of my heart?

Gasping at my end

Worn and out of breath

Father, I'm Your friend

That's plenty for me

That's enough, indeed

So how do You see it?

It's Your voice I'm needing

How do You see it?

How do You see it?