Lord, I'm as still as I know how to be. Open my eyes that I might truly see,that knowing you is not how I feel. Feeling will never make you real.When I am empty there echos in me,sighing and groanings my feelingscan't see...Goanings that press to be ever heard.But no human language has a word.So look my Lord on this yearning heart,who has come to be quietand set apart..."Be still", you've commanded,Now I obey.Make me still like the stormyou commanded one day.That I might know trulyon bended knee,That Faith is the substanceof what I can't see.....JEL
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