While Hankering

Hey! What are you prating? Nobody in here desires waiting With everything being instant Why should waiting be a constant Sarah, for Isaac waited until ninety years Rebecca, begot Esau and Jacob waiting twenty years Waiting for Joseph, perhaps made Rachel shed tears Her words could have been bitter in Jacob’s ears Ruth’s patience outran years of her melancholy Until she got placed in the Eternal One’s genealogy Am I not worthy of ten sons? Her husband did say Yet Hannah’s heart placed a vow and earnestly did pray She had to wait for Samuel and his siblings Trusting a Father who never forgets her pleadings You may be one with such a plea Wait, be focused on the Lord with glee Surely this lack in your life will flee While hankering for this gift of a child Wait in God’s presence as His child Waiting is tough and tougher still When most things are available instant at the sill If you wait, then – Kings shall be your foster fathers Their queens your nursing mothers They shall bow down to you With their faces to the earth before you And lick up the dust of your feet Proclaiing that it’s the Lord’s feat You, shall not be ashamed waiting for Him Particularly when things look very grim.