The Breath of Life

The day I formed you and made you from the dust

I knew that I should, I knew that I must

Form and create a creature in the image of Me

The Father, the Son, and Holy Spirit all three

I started with your head and numbered every hair

so you would not have a single worry or care

I gave to you two eyes so that you may see

all I have created you to do and to be

I gave you arms and hands to be an extension of Me

to reach out and touch the lost,  the hurting and hungry

I created each one of you to be a reflection of Me

You are my church I Am the head and you are My body

When I looked and saw My creation was grand

I took you and held you in the palm of My hand

I kissed you and l breathed into you My Breath

When you cry unto Me there is no height and no depth

When I hear your voice lifted up in a cry unto Me

I will come running to your side just wait you will see

I will come to you and I will show Myself strong

Praise me my child and call unto the Lord

For I have said My Word cannot return unto Me void

I Am the Good Shepherd and My sheep hear My voice

Just as you hear Me and know Me when I speak,

I have given each of My sheep a voice so very unique 

When you open up your mouth and shew forth My Praise

I will set Myself down amongst you in a wonderous way.

©Piper Green 2005