Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Toiling in Longing

Trying to hold on with everything in me
Like a flag on a pole..
Where is the hoister?
Where has he gone?

Would He come again?
He the one who said it is finished 
and planted me on this rock
is He on His way?

He who graced this city
He who came when it's in ruins
Yes HE the one who built me on this hill
Is He running late?

He the one who's always alive..
He the one who's always thinking about me
He the one whose love never fails
Is He reconsidering his visit?

Your bride await's you dear LAMB
Your vineyard is ready for harvest
The wild beasts gather to destroy what's yours
Holding this blazing sword, I'm awake all night

I know you wud come I know you promised
I know it wud be like a thief in the night
But Come ! It's almost dawn again..
Come before the morning breaks.

O,Tell HIM
Tell HIM...I'm longing
Tell HIM I stopped singing
Glimpses were always  joyful
Now I long for the display as it is!

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