Lord they want my heart. Lord they want my attention. those these you abhorred but
teach me to wait on you.
Teach a swift-footed me to wait for my time. Yes it’s
painful but you know best.
Lead my anxious heart to a place of quietness.
A place of rest where only doing your will is my greatest
desire.
A place of strength in the midst of my weakness.
Lord my heart is expectant.
I watched the night like a star gazer but my heart say “wait”.
I prayed. I sang. I worshipped. I struggled to wait.
Teach me to wait. Still my hurting heart.
Let my waiting lead me more to Jesus.
Let my waiting mature me..
Don’t want to play church
Much I do not know but I know you are faithful. It is enough
for my hasty heart.
What can I say? What can I do?
I looked back Lord, way back lord.
All I see is your love and faithfulness.
Oh wake up my heart.
Think! I say think of the Lord’s goodness.
Inspired by “cost of waiting”
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