longing

It’s a difficult task I find
To be given a desire of such a kind
That you did not yourself generate
But once accepted you can’t consummate

Humility to the divine plan
A heart willing to take from his hand
Should not this affect developments
Oh God, does this make any sense

And then there is the ‘maybe’
The wait further and then we’ll see
This could more aptly be called
The origin of longing or desire-mauled

How difficult it is to wait
Especially when things seem beyond fate
Compound this with doubt and double talk
How on earth should I think or walk

I think on this land the answer is withheld
Only in the new does the solution dwell
It’s beyond my ability and power
Tis truly God’s appointed hour

Oh act for me, my holy Father
Oh make me hold the truth without falter
Help me in this time of longing
May for you I primarily be found fawning

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