Sacred Desire
Time lapses days turn into weeks
I still yearn for your voice
You rebuke me yet i still desire
You're presence to behold thee
You're blessing upon me at dawn
You're light i seek
Your rebuke is like oil on my head
Those who trust upon you
Move from strength to strength
I desire to behold thy form
In righteousness
I desire to be in you're presence
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2016
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