how He loves

It's the worst feeling in the world when you realize there is absolutely nobody left to walk out of your life.
The tears stream down your face,
and your heart breaks over and over and over to the point that you could not breath, even if you had the energy to try.
All you can do is curl up in the smallest ball your body can possibly make and let it all out until you are left with no more tears to release and it just comes out as giant gasps of air.
You feel as if there is nothing you can do and the hopelessness sets in.
There is nobody who can save you,
there is nobody who would want to save you.
Then, out of nowhere, a still, small voice in the back of your head starts singing,
He is jealous for me,
loves like a hurricane,
I am a tree,
bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflications eclipsed by glory,
and realize just how beautiful you are,
and how great your affections are for me.
The world stops,
and you take a clear deep breath,
one that feels like the first one you took after being trapped in your mother's womb for nine months.
A slow smile begins to warm your face
and all you can do is whisper to yourself,
Oh, how He loves us,
oh,
oh, how He loves us,
how he loves us all
You feel His arms wrap around you and the sun in your world begins to shine once again.
There is nothing in this world that our God cannot handle,
and there is nothing in this world that our God cannot see.
He loves us so much that no matter what we have done or what other people have done to us,
he could never, ever love us less.
He knows our hearts better that we could ever hope to.
He knows exactly how many hairs we have on our heads.
And He cares for even the smallest bird that falls out of the sky.
yeah He loves us,
oh how He loves us,
oh how He loves us,
oh how He loves