If I am loved with an
everlasting love,
it is finished.
And so am I,
if the best that I can
offer is myself.

Doubt blinks
focus into blur.
Worry counts care,
better formed in prayer.

Not for striving,
climbing, falling.
Not to answer,
am I pleasing you each day?

But to simply know the
One who loves me,
Unborn yet purchased
by precious blood.
How well I am loved,
how well.

Know it.
Know it completely.
Know it every day.

Remembered
before I forget,

Found
before I seek,

Quenched
before I thirst,

Calmed
before I quake,

Soothed
before I ache,

Healed
before I break.

For love has caught
my tears that fall,
before I cast my cares.
Before, the throne of grace above,
True love has caught it all.

The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: "I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness. Jeremiah 31:3 (NIV)

Cast all your cares upon him and he will sustain you. He will never allow the righteous to be shaken. Psalm 55:22 (NIV)