He Smiles
I thank the Lord for being good,
for His amazing grace.
And for the way He smiles at me,
when I do what I should.
And even when I don’t, He smiles.
I feel so understood.
Agape love withstands the fire,
titanium, not wood.
I’m glad for when I’ll see His face
and for the way He smiles at me,
against all likelihood.
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