Watching the world go by
Changing scenes flash past me
Mountains and fields
Towns and cities
Brown and grey houses
Rivers and streams

And it comes to me as I watch
How many people
There are in this world
How many nationalities
Different colours of skin
And spoken languages

And yet You say Lord that
You know each person by name
The number of hairs on each head
And the intricacies
Delights and eccentricities
Of each one

How is this even possible?
It blows my mind
How can You be in all places?
How can You walk alongside
So many different people
And situations at the same time?

The God who sees me
I stand in awe