Though we run hot and cold,

fickle and changing in our faith,

your love remains certain and constant;


Though we grow tired and disillusioned,

bored and distracted far too easily,

your love stays true to the end;


Though we allow our grief and anger,

to turn us away from grace and mercy,

your love refuses to let go;


We praise and thank you, O God,

for your relentless love,

for it’s abundant availability,

and for so flooding our lives with love,

that some must, inevitably overflow

and warm others with its touch.