O Lord
My whole being is waiting
My heart it is breaking
As I peer through the grating
Waiting for You.

Like a flower waits
Closed yet ready
For the warmth and the light
Of the sun
So I also wait
Impatient and unsteady
For the glorious sight
Of the Son

Like the songbird at rest
In the dark and cold nest
Waiting ready to sing
At the dawn; -
So I also endure dark duress
Bearing up under trial and test
Waiting ready to spring
Up to welcome Gods’ morn

My eyes scan the skies
Trying to pierce through the night
O my soul how it cries
For release into heaven-bound flight!

O Lord, for You I’m yearning!
O Lord, my soul is burning
Yet through my tears I am singing
For I am homeward winging…