You don’t scare me and yet I fear you.
You don’t require anything of me, but I want to serve you.
You are so holy, I can’t bear to look at you, and yet all I want is to see your face.
You are so mighty, I fear to stand before you, and yet I long to be wrapped in your strong arms.
You are so just and I am so blame worthy, yet I am sure of your forgiveness.
You are so strong and I am so weak, yet you made yourself weak so that I could be strong.
You are so perfect, yet you love me in spite of my imperfections.
When I compare myself to you, I am worthless, yet you tell me I am worth more to you than gold and jewels cannot compare.