Yet I am always with You.
For we have become one.
Tethered together, we’re bound forever.
United through the blood of the Son.
Yet I am always with You.
For my heart is where You abide.
Your Spirit’s fire feeds on the ashes
Of my surrendering pride.
Yet I am always with You.
I cannot get away.
The highs and lows of emotions
Suddenly a mere call to pray.
Yet I am always with You.
And You take me by surprise.
As I stretch my lead rebelliously
You break me in loving reply.
Yet I am always with You.
For You hem me in.
You dare call me on my misgivings:
You point out this dastardly sin.
Yet I am always with You.
Not as if You tag along.
You are the one, initiating and leading–
You chose my heart for a throne.
Yet I am always with You.
So it will be til the end.
As the world falls to darkness I am at rest
Happy in forgiveness of sin.
Yet I am always with you; you hold me by my right hand.You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will take me into glory. Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. Those who are far from you will perish; you destroy all who are unfaithful to you. But as for me, it is good to be near God. I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge; I will tell of all your deeds. Psalm 73: 23-28
Initially reading this verse, “Yet I am always with you”, I understandably took it in as if God is the address-or, the “I”. (As in Jesus’ statement in Matthew 28, “And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”) However the thought of this, that I am with God, invited a picture of my hand in His. And practically speaking, we have to put our hand in His to walk on in faith.
How much happier we can go along, swinging arms, hand in hand with God, once having freely reached out for that hand of forgiveness and grace…