"His Presence"

"And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye 

shall search for me with all your heart."
(Jeremiah 29:13)

The time has come to sojourn with our Lover, the Lover of

 our souls, for the days are dark and trying  

We're fighting the devil and his imps, the forces of evil at

 every turn; our world of souls is lost and dying  

"Come to Me," says the Lord, in the whispers among the

 shadows; lay your head upon My chest and trust  

I AM your only source of peace, your calm in the thunder, 

 and "believing I will protect you" is a must

"Walk with Me alone," says our Love, "And, hear My voice in the

 night;" He's hovering close, like a drone

If we are afraid, it's our own fault, for His left hand is under our

 heads, and His right hand embraces His own

There's light in the shadows, as we hunger for Him stronger;

 He seems to wrap us in a cocoon of wonder  

We hear the coos of our Master and the swoosh of angels' wings,

 while the world hears claps of roaring thunder  

As we walk alone with Him, He tells His secrets and His plans,

 in prophetic nuances of His Holy essence 

We are so speechless in the silence, with only His voice and

 His touch, as we reach a pinnacle of His presence

Our hearts beat with the cadence of His voice, as He mentions His

 love in such romantic tones, that come from above

It seems we have entered another place, holiness is prevalent and

 earth's blackness is replaced with a white dove

Perfect peace surrounds us in this solitary place, and we dare

 not move; we want it to last forever, and not cease 

We've grown accustomed to His warmth and His gentle love to

His beloved, as we feel the burdens' release  

Oh, if only the world could feel this and know the Love of their

 Holy Creator; they would come running with no doubt  

The Lord longs for that encounter with every soul He formed

 from "dust;" that's what He's talking about

He can't help but convey His plea, while we walk alone together,

 that we must bring others to Him, and soon

We're moved by His compassion for His lost ones, and we weep

 together alone, with just the light of the moon

Suddenly, we realize our God is lonely; He misses His bride and

 He really longs for the trumpet sound, too  

We know our time is coming to a close; we sense the morning

 light pouring in, with sprinkles of morning dew  

Clinging to our Lord, we cry that we don't want Him to go; He

 says that He'll be back; He loves our time alone  

As we feel that closeness lift, we pray love's sweet refrain, in

 a lonely lilt of craving, and a sorrowful groan

He's still with us, we know, but there's something about that time

 alone with Him; it pulls us to the mountain 

On that misty aerie crag, we taste Love's perfection, placing
 ourselves in position, under an overflowing fountain

 It's what we will know for all of eternity one day, when He comes

 in the twinkling of an eye, and whisks us away  

Let it be soon, is our Maranatha cry, as we look up for a sign in

 the moonlit sky, and we yearn for Him as we pray  

But, still it's hard to leave that place where just the two of us

 waltzed among the clouds with Holy omniscience

So, we come back to the noise, the world and its woes, back to

 where, on our faces, we seek "His Presence."

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We hunger and thirst for His presence!

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