I sit and wait, nibbling away at my fingers
I listen to someone’s young-yet-aged, sorrowful melody
To something someone once sang a thousand miles away
He sings my thoughts, my fears, my heart
I sit here, tapping my feet
I stand, pacing the floor
What else can I do?
Oh, God, oh, God, oh God!
I tell myself everything’s alright
But is it really?
According to whom?
My heart trembles and whimpers within me
I try to hush it
But my words are not convincing
My fingers dance restlessly
As if even they are aware of something I’m not
Lord God, take this heart
Lord God be in sight!
Lord God don’t leave my side
Know when it is I need You most
Pull me into Your arms
Let me cry and question
Let me weep until my spirit’s dry
Let me sleep in Your arms
And when I awake
Just tell me that You love me
Just say that the worst has passed
And tell me that from here it’s only up
My mind speaks nonsense
Or is it truth?
All I know is that it hurts
And I want it to stop
I would much rather have
Suffering with known purpose
Than this anguish with no reason at all
My spirit’s weak with worry
My young bones brittle with distress
But I know that before long
You will show me what You’d planned
You will display Your perfection in my life
Like You have
Time, and time again
