Grace

By Andrew R. Duckworth

How incomprehensible your love-
A love that knows no bounds.
And when I stray in yonder fields-
There… There your light is
To guide my way back home.
Your voice is carried by the choir,
My ear beckoned by a sweet harmony.
And though I often travel far
With feet so quick on other roads,
You seek me out and bring me back,
Taking upon my heavy loads.