It's never too late, for your fate,
Written by God's loving hand, so great.
You remain under His guiding grace,
A shelter of love, a sacred space.

His hand directs, His heart desires,
Your path unwinds, with loving fires.
In every step, His presence stays,
Guiding you through life's joyous ways.

No moment's lost, no chance gone by,
God's loving plan reaches the sky.
Trust in His will, His gentle might,
And know you're safe, in His loving light.

© Growing Spirit