Heart of the World

Don’t you see how the sunrise bursts?
Don’t you see how it lights the sky?
He is showing you His burning heart,
Which beats for you day after day.

And this sunrise you see,
It would be no less radiant if you alone saw its glory.
He is showing you His throbbing heart,
Which loves you so much it kills Him.

The only response to this resplendence,
The only answer you can give,
Is your own heart, so feeble, so broken,
Which loves Him so little in return.

That is all He ever wanted,
All He has asked of you.
He can take your beaten, humble heart,
And make it radiant like the rising sun.