Even Such Little Things as Me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel so overwhelmed sometimes,

Crushed to my very soul,
I don’t believe there’s any hope
That I’ll ever be whole.
 
I know you move the sun and stars
With a simple command,
While every bud that spring gives birth
Flowers within Your hand.
 
Why would a mind, so powerful,
Take time to stop and see
The worries that can overwhelm
The heart of one like me.
 
And yet, as small as I may be,
You still hear every prayer
While guiding the sun on its path
You guide me, too, with care.
 
Jeremiah 32:17
Ah, Sovereign Lord, you have made the heavens and the earth by your great power and outstretched arm. Nothing is too hard for you.