On the nights when no one else was around,
He found me
On the nights I laid in bed wide awake,
My thoughts barking at me about my mistakes
He found me
On the nights I wondered if I could be loved
Like the olive leaf found in the mouth of the dove
He found me
On the nights my pillow absorbed my tears
Tempted to listen to the lies and fears
He found me
On the nights when I felt misunderstood
Worried I had done more harm than good
He found me
On the nights I felt like I wasn’t t enough
He lovingly, tenderly called my bluff and
He found me
On the night I came to Him at the end of my rope
He came running and filled me with peace and hope
I went looking for Him…and He found me
On a night before I was even born
On the cross He endured the pain and scorn
What love is this — before He formed me, He found me
And when He rose on that glorious day
He gave us the opportunity to believe and say “I once was lost, but He found me”
