More Than Anything, I Long For Thee

So long have you awaited my call. So long have I bled for your presence. Nonetheless, Take hid to my call at once. When a thought is conceived, Come hither. When my tongue is to unwind, Be there. My need for Thee surpasses that of day for the sun. I need Thee like a bird need wings to be free, like the night sky needs the moon. I shall pursue Thee like the waves, like the waves of the sea pursue the shore. On the other hand unlike the waves, I shan’t lure back once I have reached your shore. Thy scent to me is as that of a rose to a bee. From Thee I shan’t flee, for I know that truly I would be free. Once You dare rest on my heart, just like the Venus fly trap, I shall instantly slam my heart shut! For indeed you would have your grip. In my unresponsiveness, shun me not. Thus I discharge my witlessness So that you may have my perfect heart. More than anything I long for Thee. Nearer I pray. Come closer, make haste to my plea. I thirst for Thee. I am the dry ground. Pour Thy Spirit on me. Rain on me so that I can be fertile ground. More than anything I long for Thee. Oh precious Lord, Holy Spirit Rain down on me till the grass and willows spring out of my heart.