Oh God I wonder how you know
And why you think of me
When I am busy with small things
And by none other seen

While flowers bloom in back yards
When sparrows feed at dawn
Before our children wake to play
And the dew is on the lawn

You are with me on this pathway
Walking beside through every mile
Showing wounds that say You died for me
So You could call me child

Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands;
 and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing.
John 20:27 KJV

Oh God I Wonder by Peter Caligiuri
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