DIVINE LONGING

In depths of longing, my soul does yearn,

To meet you once, my heart does burn.

In whispers soft, I sense you near,

You crafted me with love so clear.

With hands divine, you shaped my frame,

A masterpiece, not just a name.

In every breath, I feel your grace,

In every step, I see your trace.

With gratitude profound, I bow and pray,

For guiding light in night and day.

When shadows fall and doubts arise,

Your merciful words, my heart complies.

Though people jest and taunt with glee,

Protect me Lord, I humbly plea.

Oh Lord of mine, my constant guide,

In your sweet shelter, I confide.

So let the world its judgments cast,

Under your merciful hand, I'm steadfast.

My soul is eager, longing true,

To meet you, Lord, in skies of blue.