I Am The Will Of Your Need

I am the will of your need,

Of your saddened heart to feed,

Your wants become my earthly desires

As our thoughts mesh amidst angels of fire.

Tears no less of sorrow cry,

As I…oh I…stand by your side.

So speak gentle with trembling lips

As I loosen your chains

And remove harsh realities grip.

So yea, hold now your head on high

As we in season of loves eternal pleasure

Catch hold the winds of our silent measure.

For we with the wings of eagles

Shall soar above tribulation's callous remorse

As He, the Father…makes our way and sets our course.

For I am forever yours, and you always mine,

So, fear not tonight,

Nor of any future plight,

as we are now in the shelter of His loving arms…

Away from all hurt... and safe from all harm.

Yea, my love…I am the will of your need.

J. Allen Wilson © 2004