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?