It’s my dreams laid down and my heart laid bare
Trusting that You see and trusting that You care.
It’s these walls of Jericho
That I hoped would’ve fallen by now
But I don’t see any cracks
Or signs of crumbling down.
Are my prayers prayed in vain
Or are you listening?
They say the heart gets sick
Because of hope deferred
So would You help me even here,
To hold fast to Your Word?
I’ll come back year after year,
Learning to worship through
Grief and tears
And I’ll learn that this hope
Will not put me to shame
Even when fear tells me
That hope is a dangerous game.
But I’m beginning to see
That You’re building a life of trust
Here, between the two of us
In what has become a sacred middle space
As I let You into my heart
And as I fervently seek Your face.
I believe that You, Jesus
Are loving, faithful and true
So would you tenderly meet me here
As I lay out my longing before You?
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Lauren this is beautiful