...if that is how you have God, keep Him!
As for me,
I do not understand once more!
What then is understanding for?
For if I cannot get a grip,
I shall stumble, I shall slip!
I look up into outer space
He holds my hands against His face...
I cry out "Father, lend an ear!"
He whispers "Son, I AM right here!"
I find a cleft, from Him to hide
He laughs, His palm am I inside!
I take my list to Him and pray
He pours out blessings all the day!
I do not want to understand!
I want be held by His command!
Constantly for to astound,
constantly to higher ground!