by Ken Scholl

Created on: June 25, 2008

I follow your word
Hide it deep in my heart
Though really I wonder
Of a subject so tart

You've kept me, taught me your way
Still I question and stumble, to this very day
Not surprising, for you made it quite clear
That we'd be hated, tested, from year to year

Until you return, though long that may be
I'll stay steadfast, for it's in you that I'm free
...but Father I ask, my hand in yours
Will I ever have love, from very different shores?

For your ocean is vast, your love deeper still
Emotion and forgiveness, brings to me a chill
Yet despite that, such things of bliss
I haven't found wholeness, or love's sweet kiss

I've read and I've studied, Matthew 6:33
And I apply it with fervor, as it is my key
So now I stand before you, your hand in mine
Jaded green eyes, begging a question to the divine

There you respond, with a nod and a tear
And it's then I realize, the answer, so near
It's there that I see, what you used to relate
For it's now that I read, Romans 8:28

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