He is not a figure in the books
Since the books themselves are dead
He is the One who is seeing you
He is the One who died and is alive
He is not a God in a distance
Although His throne is far and high
He is the One who is a step away
He is the One who hears your sigh
He is not a God without care
Since He experienced all of your fights
He is the One who weeps for you
He is the One who helps with might
He is not a God for perfection
Conversely He holds a broken child tight
He is the One who took my garments
He is the One who makes them white
How wonderful we have a good God like this
How grateful we are walking under a loving light
I want to hold His hands all along the journey
I know He is with me no matter what will be met
