Trust Me, will you?

 Trust Me, will you? 

He asked me," Will these dry bones live?"

I said,"O Lord God, You alone know"

And I saw, with flesh, skin and breath,

Yes, they got on their feet alive. 

He asked me,"Will they see a little one?"

I said, "O Lord God, You alone know"

And I heard, "It's the sixth month for her who's called barren"

"Her waiting on the Lord was never in vain". 

He asked me, "Can they be cured ever?"

I said, "O Lord God, You alone know"

And I saw the blind see, the lame walk and the deaf hear,

Praising the Lord for their whole, new sphere. 

He asked me, "Can he have life again?"

I said, "O Lord God, You alone know"

And I saw the one who's once declared dead,

Now dining at the table by His side. 

Then He asked me, "Trust Me, will you? 

In your 'not- possible's and all of life's little nuances,

That when we walk together, I can show you wonders,

I've had a plan when I made you a being

I chose You even before you knew Me

I loved you before you did and still do 

So, My child, trust Me, will you?"