Seek Shelter

Will you come, Oh merciful Lord? To touch and heal my bleeding heart. When I sob in suppressed agony, Ease my heart so torn apart. I entreat with a voice distressed, To the one who always feels my pain. Heal my hurt and purge my heart, Of the sins which tacitly remain. I stagger under the weight of life, No one around to ease my grief. I see you as my anchor and fort, You beckon me with avowal of relief. But a chasm separates you and me. My legs grow weary as I try to walk. My body ails with every forward step. Carry me as impediments, my path block. I see my world growing dark. Grant me light that I will not grope. Lend your hand in my tight rope walk. That if fallen, I can spring back and hop. I know, the opulence of this world, Can never ever fill my weary heart. It is in the sweetness of Thy love, That I find my life’s whole comfort. In the trials of life, in you I seek my shelter. I wish nothing else but to be wholly thine Lord, I wait here keeping my door open, Will you come to make the light in me shine?