Panting
The world yearns for it.
The world longs for it.
The world pants for it,
And no, it will not quit....
searching for what
is desired above all.
Will anyone ....anyone
heed it's beck and call?
The world is under
such a constant strain.
And yes... it is a
never-ending refrain.
A continual threat
of terror and of war,
that we really
cannot ignore.
Agony and angst are
always knocking at the door.
And yes, more globally
now than ever before.
Fear, tension, and even despair
always seem to be in the air.
Must be cautious where we tread,
that is ........ if we even dare.
God of this contaminated
planet, this doesn't seem fair.
Is it because, as some say,
that you don't really care?
Oh no, that simply cannot be,
because history shows you on that tree.
That very special tree on Calvary,
dying there for our sins to forever bury.
So how foolish it would be
to think that you do not care.
When you left the comfort of heaven,
to come here....... your love to share.
So what is this thing
that the world really needs?
It's something that you want us
all to have.... so very much indeed.
It's a gift you offered us freely
as you retreated to your throne.
It's something you knew we needed,
so we would not be alone.
This very special gift is the Holy Spirit,
and, oh yes, in Him we find great release.
In Him we find what the world cannot offer,
Only in Him we find that deep, abiding, peace.
Copyright © Douglas Kandel | Year Posted 2006
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