Let me try to count the ways.
For you have loved me from forever in so many mysterious ways.
The first was with the angel, unto the Virgin came.
The second was the visit, loves coming to proclaim.
The third was in the stable, where your joyful love was born.
The fourth was in Jerusalem, loves presentation made.
The fifth was in the temple, where your joyful love was found.
The sixth was in the garden, and the tears you shed for me.
The seventh when you were bound to a pillar and the stripes you bore for me.
The eighth was with the crown of thorns, the crown you wore for me.
Ninth was on a dusty road , and the cross you bore for me.
The tenth was on a lonely hill where you bled and died for me.
Eleventh was your rising and the power of your love to show.
The twelfth was your ascension, loves hope you will come again.
Thirteenth with your holy spirit and the love of God to know.
The fourteenth, Mary’s assumption, and the power of her grace to show.
Fifteenth was Mary’s Coronation…your Queen of all hearts to know.
As I reflect on your mysterious love, may I always preserver.
When I count your joys and sorrows may I always give thanks to you.
And if sometimes my cross seems hard to bear, may I always remember you.
And as I count your mysterious ways May I always follow after you.
In all ways do you love me Lord, John 3:16 I know.
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten son,”
That we may all have life and have it to the fullest.