Wednesday, May 18, 2016
At last, a home for my heart...
My time with God is precious to me;
it cannot be replaced by anything.
And His words, when I'm still and hear Him speak,
are beautiful; there's nothing quite so sweet.
My Lord himself, my treasure complete,
I find in Him all I could ever need.
And when I'm faltering and failing, weak,
I'm refreshed as I pause, lean in and seek
My time alone with my Father
can be replicated by no other.
He is an anchor for my soul.
I delight in Him; He makes me whole.
Long I wandered, vainly seeking,
in this world, craving meaning.
He bid me come, revealed to me
whose I am, in Him my real identity.
God gave my life true purpose,
And finally, my heart is
At last I exhale completely in utter peace,
this love, just so remarkable.