| Here I am where are you?
Did you have something else to do?
In the quiet place I wait
from early in the morning to very late
Day after day I sit alone
how My will I wish you had known
I hear your voice from time to time
when you are unable to make life rhyme
Just wanting a word to fill in the blank
or needing help with money in the bank
You borrow grace and promise to repay
and then the unwanted ones you push away
But never do you come to Me
to sit and talk and enjoy my company
The Shepherd wipes away a tear
as He rises to the voice of one crying in fear |