Goodness of God.

 The Goodness of God

I will sing of the goodness of God—

Not as a concept,distant, cold, or dim,

But as the very atmosphere that breathes within

The dawn’s first blush,the harvest’s golden rim.

Your goodness is the fabric of my days,

The thread of mercy woven through my ways.

It chased me down when I was running lost;

It paid the debt my failing could not cost.

Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life. (Psalm 23:6)

I see it in the colors of the fall,

In bread that feeds,in grace that covers all.

In laughter of a friend,in quiet peace,

In gentle vows that never,never cease.

It is the table spread in threat’s grim face,

The oil of joy,the sanctified space.

The Lord is good to all; he has compassion on all he has made. (Psalm 145:9)

And when the road has led through shadowed vale,

Your goodness did not falter,did not fail.

It held me in the furnace,stayed the flame,

And in the breaking,hallowed my name.

For even there,Your heart was working deep—

A goodness that my sorrow cannot keep.

So let my life be one long, echoing proof,

One thankful heart,held tightly to this truth:

That from my first cry to my final breath,

Your goodness triumphs,even over death.

All my life, You have been faithful.

All my life, You have been so, so good.

Amen.