When you’re in no man’s land
You must wait patiently

You want to see the manifestation
Having the promises, the rehma word
But still more waiting

You see the Lord’s compassionate smile
Through that of a small child
Feeling His caress through the breeze
Still more incomprehensible waiting

Afraid that bitterness will creep in
Fearing you’ll miss the high calling
You wait beyond waiting

You’re still in no man’s land
When suddenly the miracle
Look at what GOD has done!