Maranatha

We cry for Him
For Him I yearn
We wait O Lord
For your return

Your light is bright
Your words are true
O Lord how long
Till we see you?

Coming in glory
And majestic power
No one knows the day
Or the hour.

Only You, my God,
As it should be,
To you we bow,
And bend the knee.

And still I ache
Each passing day
And every night
To You I pray.

Maranatha
O my Lord;
Come Lord Jesus,
The Living Word.

World-weary, yes,
But more than that
I desire my Lord
And that s a fact!

Nearer my God,
Closer to Thee,
As close as I
Can possibly be;

To look into
Your shining face;
To know that I
Have finished the race;

And gained the prize
Of Your high call
To dwell in Your presence,
My All in All.

I know I must wait
For your good time;
Still I am ready
For I am thine.

And while I remain
In this sea of sin
Use me, dear Lord,
Again and again.

USE ME!   I pray,
USE ME!


~ Norris Oler ~

[ by: Norris K. Oler, Copyright © 2008 (lgregg@denrescue.org) -- submitted by: Norris Oler ]