A Modern Psalm

O Lord, how powerful art thou?
I cannot ask because I cannot comprehend.
How small am I? One grain of sand rolling along an infinite beach,
being blown by the winds of life, tossed on the waves of adversity and then,
     cradled in thy hand.

O Lord, how many more souls are there than I? How many worlds beyond this?
How dost thou know me so well then?
I cannot ask because I cannot comprehend.
How powerful thou art to have me in thy heart at the same time
as so many others, to love us all eternally,
     to weep when we do wrong.

How is it, O Father, that one as rebellious and unworthy as I
can feel such an infinite love from a being like thee?
I am the grain of sand.
I can feel thy rays of warmth, but still
     I don't understand.

Yet, I do know thee, Lord. Thou art the warmth in the midst of
the cold world.
Thou art the light that fills my dark life. The love that never ends,
never disappears. I am blind to thee sometimes, but thou art ever there.
Thou art the only thing that makes life worth enduring, and makes the end
     more bearable.

Don't leave me, Lord, I pray, I beg.
Thou art the rope cast out onto stormy waters, the only thing stopping me
from becoming lost at sea. Thou art the only one who can calm the madness,
the only thing that's holding me up, and I hold on for dear life.
Thou art my joy,
     my hope.

Without thee, I can never be more than a grain of sand.
Thou hath enlarged my soul.
Make me more than I am, Father.
Make me like thee.
Stay with me ever more; never let me fall again.
I've felt that despair, emptiness, that follows rebellion. I hid from thy face.
Never again will I depart from thee.
Never leave my presence, dear Lord,
     never leave.