Infinite God of my finite days.

Infinite God of my finite days, to you I come.

To you I come as my pace setter,

as the giver of pauses,

those in-between,  slow down, be still times;

Those rest in me, know my grace is always sufficient times.

When I am undone, where else can I go but to you who knows me full well?

When tears fall, who best to see, record and gather them but you?

When I am restless, what but your peace can settle me?

Infinite God of my finite days, to you I come.

Alison Zoe King 23/8/17

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