For all my burning pain,
The salve of relief is You.
Closer still You please appear;
Accordingly, mind always searches for Thee.
Come You into my song please,
Into hushed meditation, into every deed.
You touch me very deeply,
Mid a heart effusive and overflowing.
I have no competence;
So I beg a speck of kindness.
In argument and debate I am out of depth;
Graciously, come in a costume enchanting.
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Wednesday, May 17, 2023
I yearn for Thee
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A simple person me, I'm not fit to compete. But in my heart You have a seat.
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