In the glorious stillness of your up-close presence,
Lord, I can
see!
It’s a view beyond my own limitations
to the possibilities we dream together.
Lord, I can hear!
It’s the voice of your encouragement
talking over the voice of my weariness.
Lord, I can
touch!
I feel the tactile reality of our daily friendship
and the depth of its warmth and strength.
Lord, I can
smell!
It’s the surrounding aura of your goodness
and it clearly gives you away.
Lord, I can
taste!
It’s the deep sweetness of your graceful truth
as you breath it across my heart.
In the glorious stillness of your up-close presence,
Lord, it seems, even while I rest,
I rise!
P. Davis
It’s a view beyond my own limitations
to the possibilities we dream together.
Lord, I can hear!
It’s the voice of your encouragement
talking over the voice of my weariness.
I feel the tactile reality of our daily friendship
and the depth of its warmth and strength.
It’s the surrounding aura of your goodness
and it clearly gives you away.
It’s the deep sweetness of your graceful truth
as you breath it across my heart.
Lord, it seems, even while I rest,
I rise!