Lord, once I again I find myself seated at your feet,
Waiting - listening - longing again to hear you speak,
Do you have a word - a message directed just for me,
Do you have counsel - direction this my fervent plea,
The hours have passed slowly while I have waited,
I have prayed, read your word, so far all ill fated,
You remain silent through these long dark nights,
When just one word my parched seeking soul delights,
Lord I resolve to remain seated firmly at your feet,
Not contented until a fresh word you finally speak.
- ME
- 12-14-12
- Paradise, TX
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