I am not forgotten. I am not mistake of the universe.
For He saw my body while it was yet unformed.
I am not anxious doubting if he could understand what I long for
For he knitted every part of me in my mother's womb,
Whether battle, victory or failure I am facing;
I tell myself, the outcome won't surprise him at all. Of course he knows.
But I am scared sometimes thinking what will my future hold
But then I remember again,
In his book was written all of my days, before any of them unfold.
I know someone who knows ever detail on how it will go
and he have power to interfere and turn everything for my good cause.
Every time I don't know, I lean on him more.
I rest not knowing my future. I rest knowing the one who knows.
I quiet my soul saying he knows.
Every time I don't know, I remember the one who knows.
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Dedicated to: everyone who needs hope.