I wait to see Your dwelling place,
yearn to see Your face,
feel Your flesh,
converse one on one with You,
see the kindness in Your eyes
and hear Your powerful voice
welcome me into Your Kingdom.
I ache for our reunion,
cry out to You in my prayers,
rejoice in Your word,
knowing (we) who believe
will receive this reward.
The sparrows found a home amond the trees,
and the swallows a nesting place,
to give life to their young...
even then, You were with them,
O Father Almighty.
I wait for Your calling,
believe in Your word,
rejoice as I feel Your presence,
give daily praise unto You,
O Father Almighty.
Exquisite dear Barbara. Even the rocks in the field groan for the revealing. I, too, yearn for that blessed day. Thankyou for this nourishing and hopeful write.
And Daily he is with you this so moving and beautiful the spirit always yearns for his presence. But ewhen the whole soul, spirt and flesh do he is closer than ever. Thank you for this beautiful praise.......
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