All These Things

All these things I don't understand
It is all within Your glorious plan
One day we shall see Your Kingdom come
Into Your loving arms we will run

There is nowhere that can escape Your gaze
Your joy surrounds me like a rising haze

It was Your good pleasure to hide
Your wisdom from the rich and wise
Give it over to the children instead
Flip all knowledge upon its head

Until death has passed and life begun
We put our faith in a victory long since won

Oh my God how could I ever deny
These arms that protect are always nearby
Your love for me is so plain to see
The commands You spoke are life to me

I'm longing for Your beckoning call
In Your hands I can never stumble or fall

So give me eyes that see much more
And ears to hear You knocking on the door
In Your plans I shall place all my trust
From Your breath I am no longer just dust

By Pete Scopes