You are my island hideaway,
you keep danger far from the shore,
throw garlands of hosannas around my neck.
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
surely I have a delightful inheritance.
You have bedded me in lush meadows,
you find me quiet pools to drink from.
Each day you pour your unfailing love on me.
You arm me with strength and make my way perfect,
training my hands for battle,
strengthening my arm to draw a bronze bow.
You light my path,
your beauty and love chase after me
every day of my life.
You are enough.
For my situation, weaknesses, struggles, limitations, fears, history, background, doubts.
You have always been enough.
You will always be enough.
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