I Will Behold Your Beauty

Alone in the early morning hours, I seek my Lover

I long to hear His voice whisper into my ear

To see myself in His eyes of fire

I thirst for His living waters

I hunger for His bread

Come my Holy One and intertwine my heart with Yours

Your name I sing out

Wanting to be heard in Your courts

I am restless in the waiting place

My lamp is lit with Your fresh oil

I command my soul be still

I lay my face against the cool floor

Resting in Your peace

Moving in Your grace

I will behold Your beauty

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