Longing

February 3, 2014

I’m longing for that intimate place

In the land of shallow souls

Seems no one wants to seek Your face

Or the words from days of old

 

So few want the treasures there

Just live from day to day

Avoiding anything with depth

Deaf to what you say

 

I’m longing for that intimate place

Sweetest place I know

No one else can fill that gap

From You all love can flow

 

I’m longing for that intimate place

I lift my eyes to You

Enraptured by Your glorious face

Until this life is through

 

copyright   Jean Chamblee 2011

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