What Wondrous Love

I began writing poems when I was about 10 years old. I actually have kept copies of every one. This month I have also been participating (for the first time ever) in Camp NaNoWriMo. My project has been typing up my poems. I have been sharing some of them on my main blog, Life on Chickadee Lane, including another “W” poem today.

This poem I wrote spring of my junior year, when our class went on our class campout. One evening several of us were sitting around the campfire, talking about the stars, the vast universe, and how God loved us infinitely more than we could imagine.

What Wondrous Love
I’m just a tiny speck, Lord,
In Your eternal universe;
You have an infinite space
And yet You care for me.

You’ve given me a fantastic brain,
One to retain–forever;
This brain which records for me
Every sight, sound, taste and smell.

You know my every thought–
Even the number of my hairs;
Why, You even knew me
Before I was ever born!

I’m just a hopeless sinner,
Never doing a right thing,
I’m only a lowly human,
With a very carnal nature.

Yet, Lord, You came to this earth
To die a cruel death for me
On a rugged cross on Calvary
For all the sins of mankind.

What wondrous love this is,
Love to die for a fallen world;
How can we ever say thanks
For such a wondrous sacrifice?

Written by Wendy Kaye, April 28, 1980