Lord you are so good to me, You know the patterns of the wind, How they travel to the four corners of the globe. You call and we sometimes listen, You call again and we ignore you, You call and we turn our head. Yet you still love us You still call for us You still desire us You still want me. You mold me like the potter Your hands take away what is not needed And you gently rub my back when I don't understand I can't contain my love Because my love is from the Creator of my heart It was designed for Him Not for the world And He thought of me And remembered His promise I will never leave you nor forsake you Thank you Father. For being here, there and everywhere. And You call for us again.