Dear Lord,
May I take a seat beside You,
by the window of Your heart?
May I peer deep down inside,
and fall under the grace,
which You impart?

May I understand Your wisdom?
May I see the vastness of Thy Glory above?
May I touch Your hand so tender,
and may I receive the knowledge
of Thy undying love?

May I gaze into Your loving eyes,
the windows of the soul,
and, as I sit and worship,
may I be made complete and whole?

Lord, May I see the pain of my transgressions,
as I trace the lines of Thy nail-scarred hands?
May I fully grasp the sacrifice,
which You gave for every man?
May I wash Your feet with gladness,
and, as I wipe away my tears,
Lord, I long to dwell along beside You,
and always feel You near.

~© Sandra Lewis Pringle ~