Lost Without You
You’ve become indispensable,
a reason for my existence;
a quest for what life means
speaks at length in actions.
Oh God you’re the only one,
whose essence makes me one
like a sibling soul in reality
a perspective in spirituality.
The Aramaic expression says,
“Maranatha!” Come, O Lord!
that’s my mantra, a language –
lived in hope and expectation.
Along with trials and pains,
a mystery that keeps me going;
heightened by faith in actions
there’s certainty of his power.
History moves swiftly then,
unfolding God’s messages
his signs and wonders,
come through redemption.
As St Paul says in his letters,
“Christ is before all things,
and in him all things hold together.”
his presence speaks volumes
about eternity and dominion.
With reliance on his words,
promises and exhortations,
I firmly believe he’s with us
giving those gifts for life.
Patience, endurance, love,
and silence of the heart
make me think that’s Him
that really without Him
I’m lost, I’ll be led astray.
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