TAPESTRY OF LIFE

Tapestry of life! A scrambled glob
Or an intricately woven design?
The Creator of galaxies, Sculptor of gems,
Is my life's Designer divine?

No happenstance here, no unplanned performance,
No humanly maneuvered creation,
No colorless pattern, no black unknown weaving.
What's this utterly mysterious compilation?

My mind slowly soars from thoughts of oblivion
To the marvelously mastered plan;
Diviner, Sustainer, Creator, Performer,
Why hast thou stooped down to man?

Amazing and marvelous, wondrous and grand,
In awe we bow low at Thy feet;
Included by grace in Thine infinite weaving,
Thy tapestry unique and complete.

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