| I SOUGHT THEE, L-RD by Eva |
| I sought Thee, L-RD, as I took my walk, In quiet stillness, all thoughts on You. I sought Thee, in the sky above, How wondrous the clouds and sky of blue. I sought Thee in the valleys low, Where flowers smelled of fragrance fresh, And running through the grass so green, To be with Thee was my fondest wish. I sought Thee on the mountains high, Which pierced the clouds and touched the sky. How cool the breeze that brushed my face. Dear L-RD, I seek Thy face. I sought Thee in the oceans depth. How deep past coral reefs and sand. I could not reach the place of dreams, O' how I've yearned, to touch Thy hand. I sought Thee in the morning rain, As I lifted my face to glistening drops. How gently on my face they fell, Then slid onto the earthen crops. I sought Thee, in the noonday breeze, To hear the echo of Thy Voice. Only hearing the rustling of the leaves, A swaying tree, a gentle noise. I've sought Thee, L-RD, in so many things; A cocoon spunned and pretty butterfly wings. Yet all the while, Thou wast leading me, Twas in my heart, where I found Thee. |
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