Following From A Distance
Rick Swartzentrover - 07-07-1999
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for
And certain of what we do not see.
But what if the things I do not see, never are
And I have lost all hope.
I have vowed to serve you Lord
For all eternity, and that I shall.
If you love me or despise me
I will be your son, your slave.
If my life is nothing but thorns and weed
Darkness and dread, lonely and loveless
I will cling to you my Maker
I will hang onto your cloak
If I can’t dwell in your light
I shall live in your s shadow
If I can’t approach your throne
I shall stand in the back of heaven
How can man live without his Lord
To live without my lover
Is to die before I have lived
A mere breathless corpse
To spend eternity in a wilderness of loneliness
Only hearing faint echoes of your voice
Is better then having never known you
For beggars can’t be choosy
You can chase me away with sticks
Like a teary eyed boy in a Lassie movie
But I will follow you from a distance
When you turn around I’ll be trailing behind you
For you are my life, my love, my all
You are the breath within my lungs
You are the reason my heart beats
Behind every thought is your sweet fragrance
I do not ask for riches or wisdom
I don’t pray for healing or deliverance
All I ask - my hearts desire
Is to be one with you, forever |