My Beloved

In the light of dawn standing in the southern mist
I hear what must be angels
chanting a song of bliss

a bliss full of longing for a moment to come
and the wonder in their voices
is ancient, deep, and long

Creation joins in and I feel the hills moan
and my soul joins in with a song
everything knows

Come Lord
we're waiting
Don't delay
Come Lord
we're fainting
to see Your face

so give us strength once again
to pray and love through another day
until we hear You say

I Am here
to wipe your tears away
so cry no more

My beloved
My beloved
My beloved!

wkm
Birmingham Alabama
8/5/08