By Name

By Name

give nothing to You, and i get

everything

favor and grace

intertwined with

faith and trust.

oh God, You can do so much to me,

to all, and i can’t see

how wide, high, deep

and long Your love

goes,

but it goes and goes and goes

and i am left alone

in your grand

cathedral

made

of

me

and my friend

the homeless man

down the street

betty, who does all the baking

and Your everlasting face among

the crowd, calling Zaccheus and me

by name--and we’d give everything

just the same, to know Your form

in me, to see and so make believe You.