Wednesday, 1 July 2015



Craving earnestly, I crave

Desiring goodly, I desire

Wondering deeply, I wonder

As in the arms of a maze I stand

In hustle, a puzzle my brand

Piercing my souls door,

Steep but few questions I dine

Where is He THE ON HIGH?

The LOVE I have not half

The JOY i have not half

Sin’s sting immune to me

For THE ON HIGH dwelleth in me

Yet, a search so void, avoid me not

For in you, my refuge

For in you my rest.