I love You, Yahuah—You heard me in the hidden place, Before my words could form, You answered what I couldn’t say. You searched the depths of me, where no one else could see, And still You chose to draw me in—to remain with me. You did not turn from my weakness, You did not hide from my need, But You met me in the breaking, And called it where I would be freed. I lift my eyes—not to the hills alone, But to the One who formed them by His Word. Aluah of all creation, Nothing moves unless You’ve spoken first. You are not distant, You are governing, Not silent—You are sure. Your voice establishes my steps, Your presence makes me endure. When the weight of me tries to rise again, And I feel the pull to stand alone, You remind me—I am not my own, I was formed to be governed, to be known. So I return—not just in feeling, But in alignment, in truth, Letting go of every other throne That tried to sit inside of me instead of You. Your love is not a moment— It is order, it is law, it is life. It corrects me and keeps me, It refines me through the fire. Even when I don’t understand, You remain who You are— Consistent, set-apart, unchanging, My beginning and my end, my Aluah. So I will not run when it gets heavy, I will not hide when it gets real, Because You are not leaving me in the pressure— You are revealing what You already sealed. I love You, Yahuah… Not just with words that rise and fall— But with a life that bows in order, With a heart that gives You all. Sit where You belong within me, Rule what I could never control— Because loving You is not emotion… It is surrender of the whole.