Coming to My Senses

My God whose love speaks life to every dawn,
Who pierced the sky creating heavens glow,
Who holds the oceans cupped within his hand
And walked upon the storming raging sea,
How do you fit all God within all man
And still and all how do you still love me?

I have still broken hands and soul and heart
I hear your voice with still so broken ears
My dances broken cadence slows to ill
And promises I've broken my soul seek.
But water dancing feet can't be held still,
Nor voice that calmed a storm denied to speak.

It's done you say and since you speak it's true;
Your love does flow and overflow to you.