The dew drips from the lilies.
The mist rises from the river road.
The air is brim with melodies.
Your kind eyes peek from Your abode.
Your grace is immeasurable.
My soul swells with gratitude.
Your thinking is unknowable.
Yet Your gifts are plentitude.
I fail at everything
Till Your undeserved grace intercedes.
All goodness flows without braking.
All gifts are given if only one believes.