There was never a place to hide from You,
Not a thing about me was covered,
I could not succeed in lies,
But I longed for a place to rest in peace,
And so You said I could hide in You,
No other place would I be safe,
And all I hoped for was there,
Softness for a wearied head,
When I grow tired of keeping it up for all to see,
I can let it all go when I am with You

I long to tell you
                   to get over yourself
                       Come love me
                run your tongue around
                             my lips
                 the only poison within
              is your own sticky hatred
               for your own sticky soul
              Your mind slowly lifts out
                 of darkness long laid
      the romanticism of your own faults
                      leave them now
                      And come to me

If all my children die in the womb, am I still willing to bear them?
If they die in my arms, am I willing to still conceive?
If my lover dies on my honeymoon, am I still willing to marry?
If he dies the day after I knew I loved him, am I still willing to love?
If my foot is cut off tomorrow, am I sorry I ever had one?
If I lose it when I am twenty, do I wish I had never run?
The pain in one moment can never negate the joy preceding it, nor will it take away the joy that is coming.

Though I hear of distress and riots
and I listen to fights everyday
Though I see fire set upon the cities
And hear angry voices yelling
I will find the strength to have patience in anxiety
Though my jaw aches from grinding my teeth
And I toss and turn on my bed
Though I have tears for breakfast
and tears with Tylenol for dinner
Though I am separated from my friends
And cut off from my family
Though I have little work
and no serenity and rest when my hands are still
I will find my Lover and in him Happiness
He who saves me is at my side
with him I outrun all my demons
and rise up to see the Angels

Oh, Papa
renew the Nazirite, your son
He weeps
when on Your chest is one
who is his identity
Drip grace into his thirsting mouth
and turn his heart to the river of joy
that You buried in himself
Remind his searching mind
that gifts and callings are not removed
Nor good plans destroyed
For nothing keeps You
from looking out in love
or working out Your wonders

Laugh for me,
Laugh for me, please,
Fall for me,
Fall for me, slowly
Call to me,
Call to me, sweetly, like always
Turn your smiling face on mine,
And dazzle me with your eyes,
My name is so pretty from your lips,
No matter how you say it.

Oh, why do I stoop to begging?
To crying, to sighing?
I always despised it before, still
Oh, why do I stoop to languish?
I’m no princess in need of saving,
I don’t even need your love,
Could live without you fine,
But My Heart won’t listen!

You are still so great in my eyes.

I look on you, and can’t take it.
I’m sure there must be something wrong with me.
That I am less, less than you deserve,
Or would even consider.

But the truth is
I know you see me, and think me beautiful,
But,
I am not Great in Your eyes.

I’ll cry today and be patient tomorrow.

Hearts aren’t heart shaped
So I carved a hole in my heart shaped like you

I stare at the blossoming garden with growing excitement,
The glass between us shatters in against my hands,
Leaving shards within my palm,
But your left engulfs my right
And absorbs them

You have taught me to crave,
What this world does not produce,
I long after special words,
That they would often spurn,
And people who have no place,
Among the greats,

I don’t need to learn Greek, or translate for myself the Hebrew
To know the truth, as real as blood and hard as glass, lasting longer than the sun
My heart doesn’t need guidance of ancient fathers in their own tongue,
For it to beat in rhythm with the Lord’s, all I need is a quiet place
And words with the essence of Love