Smile at me today, O LORD,
and I will dance forever.
Touch me gently like a mother
brushing her child’s feverish forehead,
and I will leap from my sickbed to serve you.
Guide my feet over this treacherous way,
and I will follow you beyond the horizon.
Say that I can never leave your love,
that your love will not leave me,
and my joy will know no end.
Hold this heartache until it eases,
and tomorrow I will dare to hold yours.
Extend relief — unexpected, unconditional —
and my tears will bless the ground.
The grace of God has appeared,
bringing salvation to all.