I will stir your hair with the wind
And rejoice over you with a song.
I will steal your breath with the thunder
And fight for your love all day long.
You come before me in your fear;
You tremble with shame at my feet.
You beat yourself up for your sins
And cry before me in defeat.
You're wrong to live thus in your shame:
I set your heart free long ago.
I love that you hate that you hurt me,
But I love better still when you know
I will catch every tear in my hands
And instill you with grace, not with pain.
I will calm you with peace from the sunrise
And wash out your fear with the rain.
It's fruitless, my child, to resist;
I hold your heart close at my side.
I've come, bringing healing at last:
In the shade of my wings, come and hide.
postscript
Done with NaPoWriMo for this year. I decided to tell a story from God's perspective, and let Him finish up the month, as it were. LOL. Oh how He loves you and me!