my weary head as I pour out my soul before the Lord.
and cry seeking deliverance from my self.
my mind does wonder, asking are you here my Savior?
feel a tender touch on my head, assuring me, He is near too me.
are closed, yet I can see His beautiful face radiant before me.
into His eyes filled with compassion and mercy.
He alone knows my heart, yet He still loves me.
among us yet we are not aware that He is nigh.
appear to those that seek Him and He makes Himself known.
a loving savior, neither critical nor condemning to His sheep.
He longs to offer salvation to all of mankind.
at times goes through life as if He does not exist.
and watches over those that seek Him and is close by.
appear only when man bows his head as a humble servant.
all He is the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
is not so high of a King that He is not moved with the infirmities of mankind.
As a soul longs
to be in His presence , only when one bows their head and seek Him can He be found.
Christ our Lord and savior, here to heal help and deliver His people.