In His arms
In laughter
the tears are sweet
In sorrow
they are bitter
Regret is a demon… it lurks in the spirit
Redemption
is a gift…it is free to all who yearn
I desire to become better than now
When beauty blooms
the harvest is
plentiful
all who are in need…are fulfilled
Life's pleasures
exist in the wanting hearts
Expectantly I wait
for your love towards me…
I try and try… until…
it becomes me
When it becomes me…
there
I am
the place I have desired forever
My Love
I have often wondered
about the essence of you
I love your presence
This love overwhelms my soul
I look at
you and desire the
love that you give
love that you are
In my lonely state you still believe in me
which allows
me to love you even more
When I think of you…I think of love…
loving you
is a freedom to understand and know.
Revival
In my soul
I long
to hear
your cry
My tears will mend you
In my weakness
I long
to see
your strength
My
arms will carry you
In my joy
I long
to know
your reason
My seasons will remember you
I long
I long
I
long
only for you…
