and still You think of me...

The trust of a child has escaped my heart;
trust in anything apart from my Savior is in the dark.
The faith of a child has fled from my soul;
faith in anyone besides the One who lists my tears in His scroll.

When I am afraid, I will trust in You.
When I am betrayed, I find rest in You.
When I am dismayed, I am blessed by You.

Yet, You proclaimed over me,
"Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in Heaven."
You are watching over me with all of Your splendor and glory.
Resounding in the place You dwell,
and still You think of me?
In all of my unworthiness,
my continual repentance
and my need for Your acceptance,
You allow me to come to You in total dependence
as You prove Your unconditional, compelling and faithful love.