The Endless Stream

A gentle stream, His love does flow,
Infinite, eternal, soft aglow.
From timeless heart, its waters spring,
No end, no bound, no faltering.

No deed of ours can sway its course,
No worthiness can dim its force.
In sovereign grace, His heart is whole,
Complete within, it needs no soul.

Though we may stray, or stumble, fall,
His love remains, embracing all.
Our faults He sees, yet turns His gaze,
To wrap us in His boundless grace.

Our fleeting doubts, our shadowed sight,
Are but a veil in His pure light.
A glimpse we catch, a spark, a gleam,
Of love divine, the endless stream.

Beyond our grasp, beyond our ken,
It flows, and flows, and flows again.
His heart, His will, His perfect art—
Eternal love, from God’s own heart.