The Hedge

Lord, you’ve put a hedge around me I know I’ve always felt it there…. Protecting me I stand behind it Looking over The grass beyond is verdant The other side a paradise to the sight There is fruit there…luscious…fresh Waiting to be tasted Waiting to wet my lips with succulence I peer through the hedge Looking for an opening A way of escape I long to break free To be alive Unbound But you have woven the branches tightly I stand up In pain In need I look over the hedge I feel enclosed Dying Yet I know I KNOW You have built it around me To protect me You know my wayward heart Longing… You have done so Because you love me Because….you know You KNOW Out there…the grass is the same It only LOOKS greener Out there the fruit LOOKS fresh Yet….it will rot…like all fruit rots And I will remain…hungry Yet, Lord, my rebellious heart Is planning Scheming To wield an ax And cut through And run free Please, Lord…. Make the hedge higher Make the hedge stronger Make my heart faithful To You The hedge of your love My security My salvation From the pain Of yet another broken heart Make my heart content To stay on this side The safe side The right side Of the hedge of Your love Eileen Manassian Ghali Psalm 39: 4 - 10 For there is not a word on my tongue, But behold, O LORD, You know it altogether. 5 You have hedged me behind and before, And laid Your hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain it. Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence? 8 If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there. 9 If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, 10 Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me.