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To Love Him

Oh, that I might know my Beloved
As I am fully known
His face I seek, his soul I covet
To love so well as my own

He loved, how he loved through throbbing pain
That I could have taken away
If only I had come to him in the garden
Before he collapsed to pray

How greatly he longed that midnight hour
Which never seemed to pass
I slept, all while he felt the power
That I would be his at last

How vulnerable, with his arms wide open
Did he cry my name, and gave
His heart, his all, as his passion was proven
Greater than the power of the grave

Unoffended, though bearing every offense
Unhindered, though nailed to a cross
He purposed himself at the greatest expense
To be mine, counting all else as loss

Oh may he have what he wept for
With sweat as he bled and bled
He wanted me and nothing more
Than to be my Beloved

And may I, even I, whom he has won
Though I’ve wounded him beyond words
Make him so glad from this day on
With joy only love affords

His love, once spurned and unrequited
Shall ever be returned him
As true as my whole heart has ignited
Like it never once burned dim

And may I so touch his aching heart
With pure and holy tenderness
That I may mend what I have hurt
Before I knew who he was

That he could long for my embrace
And know a warmth like his
That he could savor my fragrance
And taste my name sweet as a kiss

Yes as he is mine, so shall I be his
And if I have one truest passion
In living, in dying, it is only this
To love him so well in return

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