In Every Instance

Fashioned by your hands

In a most secret place.

Your purpose will stand

It will not be erased.

You’ve counted each strand

Upon this head you’ve made,

In each circumstance

I trust you’ll make a way.

In every instance

You’re there, in time and space.

My life, in your hands,

Nothing will separate.

It was in your plan

To have me in this place.

Beginning to end

Your love will still remain.


 

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