Is anything too hard for the Lord,
Whose voice clothed chaos with order,
Who spoke into the womb of the void
And light obeyed without delay?
Is anything too hard for the Lord,
Whose hands measured the oceans in mercy,
Who weighed the mountains with justice
And still stooped low to number our tears?
He is Love without shadow or limit,
A fire that warms and never consumes,
A Father whose heart breaks for the broken,
Yet beats with power that shakes the earth.
Is anything too hard for the Lord,
Who parts seas with a whisper of will,
Who makes dry ground out of despair
And writes deliverance into history?
He is Mighty in battle and gentle in touch,
The Lion who roars, the Lamb who bleeds,
The God who crushes chains like dust
And calls captives by name into freedom.
Is anything too hard for the Lord,
Who turns graves into gateways of life,
Who speaks resurrection into dead bones
And hope into hearts long buried in fear?
His mercy runs deeper than our failures,
Longer than nights of endless regret,
A river that never runs dry,
Flowing even where faith feels thin.
He forgives with hands still scarred,
He heals with compassion unearned,
He restores what time and sin have stolen,
And crowns the weary with grace.
Is anything too hard for the Lord?
Ask the storm that bowed at His command.
Ask the stone that rolled from the tomb.
Ask the sinner who walked away redeemed.
From the altar of pain to the throne of praise,
From the ashes of loss to songs of joy,
He remains the same, faithful, able, supreme.
No burden too heavy,
No darkness too deep,
No wound too old,
No prayer too late.
Is anything too hard for the Lord?
No.
For nothing stands beyond His power,
Nothing escapes His love,
Nothing survives His mercy.
He is God
Mighty to save,
Faithful to deliver,
And forever worthy of trust.
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