I’m always longing for Your presence, How do I manage to ever lose touch?
Did You take a step ahead of me and by my being distracted, I missed that much?
Are You patiently lingering around the corner? My heart burns as I realize the possibility, and I rush…
Rush to find, that place, my safe harbor, for without You near, I will not go farther.
Your presence is my peace, emphatically my decision maker.
The calm in the storm, You, Oh, Lord are my steady anchor.
No move I make without You, No desire I resist casting before You.
I trust and dream of only Your will for my life, Exponentially more than anything I could produce with selfish want-to, or strife.