My Loving God
How long the Sleep,
To quench the thirst.
An empty well awaits,
Its first slippery burst.
Lifted am i,
On eagles wings.
Whose hands compare,
To the God of all things?
His caring ear bends,
To hear my humble plea.
Radiant loving eyes,
Through heart's secret chambers doth see.
Loving-kindness from healing hands,
Tend to my soul's desperate sighs.
Merciful fingers gently wipe,
The cruel tempest from mine eyes.
God
& isaac
28/2/06
*Thank you God for rekindling the fire in my dying heart, and making the world a little brighter each day.
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