When can I see Your face?

Many million miles away…

When can I feel Your touch?

Which warms my every day.

When can I smell Your fragrance?

Your pure enduring ways,

When can I hear Your heartbeat?

Which sustains my living days.

When can I taste Your glory?

To honour You all my days,

It’s when I surrender all

As I begin to walk Your ways.

(C) P.B. 2004

“Lord, I cry out to You; make haste to me! Give ear to my voice when I cry out to You.” Psalm 141:1