Forget not my heart oh Lord
and forget not the secret desires which
reside in its depths.
For I have waited upon thee in hopes of promised wings
and foretold blessings.
Oh turn not away, oh Lord, these broken knees;
Nor scorn my shaking fingers
clasped in prayer.
For I seek thee and cannot find thy face.
Where, oh where art thou Lord that I may again feel
the embrace of peace in this
my darkness?
Hasten to my side and deliver my soul.
For anguish hath overtaken my heart
in the light of another’s dark suffering.
Oh Lord, what is my path
And where is the escape from sorrow and sin?
Do not, Oh Lord, conceal
your glory from me;
Open my eyes to the purpose of thy plan
and save me from my troubled doubts.
For in this, I the child,
carry wood to her pyre,
Willingly, sacrifice for the molding
of another.
I honor thy trust,
Yet see thou my blemish.
I fear the burning fire
and doubt
the unseen promise of deliverance.
Nevertheless, like Isaac of old,
Save me by the blood of a promised lamb.
Even in my weakness and travail,
bind up the wounds of
my aching soul.
You are my guidance and my comfort,
I shall not doubt, nor fear.
For thou hast renewed my faith
to sing praise and wait upon thy answers.
Forget not my heart oh Lord
and forget not the secret desires which
reside in its depths.
For I will wait upon thee in hopes of promised wings
and foretold blessings.
