you are both strength and gentleness
like roaring fire and falling snow
you are my rock, and you are my hiding place
you train my hands for war, and you deliver me from the battle
you are both strength and gentleness
like the quietest whisper and the deepest roar
you make a way so impossible and then you provided a means for it
you call me to walk over the invisible and you make a clear path for my feet
you are terrible and beautiful
you are Judge and Savior
you are both strength and gentleness
my King.
The Silent Storyteller 