A Quest For Home

Oh! The Supreme soul, the creator of all creatures, My heart longs to see thee and seeks thee in thy awesome nature That thou fashioned, as thou fashioned me And all the other souls as thou want them to be. The sky and seas, the mountain and the trees The clouds and the rains, the green and golden grains, The ceaseless rivers, sparkling brooks or the transparent streams Flow to their destination, as you designed to fulfill their dreams. From the majestic wild beasts to the tiny little geese, From the meek humble lambs and fish, to the butterflies and bees, The splendid penguins, gorgeous swans, doves and birds of paradise Sing thy praises at the glorious dawn, looking at the mesmerizing sun rise. And look up to the heavenly wonder! The fabulous rainbows And feel thy presence when the gentle comforting breeze blows. Oh Lord! The enormous ocean of love Quench my thirst, enhance my tolerance and raise me above All hatred resentment, burning my pride Teach me thy way to take a stride To walk on a path of peace, righteousness and compassion And let my spirit be united with thine and forever abide. Cleanse my impurity sprinkling thy amazing grace, Do not banish me when I’m in distress from seeking thy dazzling face Soak me with thy passion and boundless love when I’m dry That I may wipe the tears of thy needy children when they cry. Bless that I may obtain thy mercy in the days of my trouble When I raise my hands up to you confessing that I’m feeble When all my strength blows off like a bubble May I rest my head on thy shoulder for I know you’re able. All my worries all my sorrows Lead me to the way that’s dark and narrow Hold my hand and guide me to the path that’s yours Heal my heart and soul, make me purest of the pure. As the birds crave to reach their nest before twilight, Take me to my eternal home where I can dwell in your light But still I’ve to walk miles and miles in wilderness I’m sure And face trials and turbulence and tides to cross the sea and reach the shore Where thou art waiting to embrace and take me home Where my soul will rest forever and wonder in dark no more. I cry and yell to my potter, mold me Lord as thou needeth me to be at your home My final destination where my maker lives, my sweet eternal home.