I've wondered, Lord, how it can be
   You hear me when I call?
I'm only one of millions,
   And Your love is over all.

How can it be Your Holy ear
   Is tuned to hear my cries?
How can You know what troubles me
   And see tears in my eyes?
 
Do I presume too much when
   I approach Your sacred throne,
And dare to think that I can spend 
   Some time with You alone?

Sometimes I am so weary 
   I don't even want to pray.
I feel confused; things look wrong;
   I don't know what to say. 

In quietness and confidence, 
   I seek a place apart,
And rest until I feel Your Spirit
   Touch my trembling heart.

Although I cannot understand,
   Somehow, I know You've heard,
Like lovers who communicate
   Without a single word.

You are so great! I am so small.
   I'm glad it is this way.
All things are possible with You;
   You hear me when I pray.

Great God of all the universe,
   In joy or in distress,
I rest myself in all You are,
   For You are limitless!