I hold the diamond that is my soul.
I hold it close, then let it go
It spins and swirls inside the wind
with sunlit surface glistenin’.
Even I am in awe of it,
for it is quite magnificent.
Mine, yet not mine
it belongs to all,
until, at, last to the Earth it falls
and I ascend to realms above
held close inside the Savior’s love.
So, enjoy my soul as you will;
soak it in; have your fill.
I will do the same with yours,
reveling in the workings of the LORD,
Who gives to all and takes away,
all He surveys.