the number line it stretches wide,
A canvas where integers collide.
From zero’s quiet, sacred space,
Begins the journey of God’s grace.

To the right, the numbers climb,
Beyond the boundaries of time.
Each counting step,
a promise made,
A light that will not ever fade.
Through every whole
and negative part,
He counts the beatings
of your heart.
To the left, the numbers fall,
in negative pursuit
Yet He is sovereign
over all.

For every debt and depth of cold,
His hands of mercy still uphold.
two negatives can become right
The negatives cannot erase
The boundless measure
of His grace

To the right, the numbers climb,
Beyond the boundaries of time.
Each counting step,
a promise made,
A light that will not ever fade.
Through every whole
and negative part,
He counts the beatings
of your heart.
To the left, the numbers fall,
in negative pursuit
and still, He is sovereign
over all.

And hidden deep between the signs,
Are secrets drawn in grand designs.
The fractions split, the decimals flow,
In spaces only He can know.
For infinity belongs to Him,
Where human eyes
cannot see
the infinite power of his godhead
yes, we
submit to his whim

To the right, the numbers climb,
Beyond the boundaries of time.
Each counting step,
a promise made,
A light that will not ever fade.
Through every whole
and negative part,
He counts the beatings
of your heart.
To the left, the numbers fall,
in negative pursuit
and still, He is sovereign
over all.