Again, I'm waiting, Lord,
not for some epiphany,
or extraordinary thing.
Just waiting,
alone now,
but hopeful,
Soon, Lord come.
They say, "Look up, way up,"
as He left, He returns,
ascending and descending.
Watching now,
eyes tired,
still searching.
Your coming, Lord.
Praying, working, serving,
no idle hands or heart,
busy and attentive.
Expectant,
longing,
desiring,
Your Kingdom, Come.
Blood Pressure. The New Numbers
6 years ago
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