In the quiet solitude of the night I wait to hear from the Lord of Light Asking, seeking, knocking, I labor Answer me Lord, with the truth of your sabre   Hearken O'Lord, please hear my cry My heart feels so empty, I just want to die Cleanse me and fill me, banish my fear Strengthen my heart and make me to hear   What is your voice like? I'm filled with wonder Is it loud, do you roar, do you make it to thunder? Will I cower and tremble, filled with great fear, Asking myself why I wanted to hear?   Why would you speak to me who's so lowly When you're the Most High, full of glory and holy? Why would you notice one made of dust, One only worthy of your disgust?   Surely you see that I want to be near To sit at your feet and give you my ear Knowing your presence and hearing you speak Making me glad I decided to seek   Your words I desire, your fullness to know To be filled with a fire that makes me to glow Filling me full with your words of instruction Words that will keep me from selfish destruction   Hearken my son! I've heard your cry Know that for you I sent Jesus to die That you were made righteous, holy and pure To stand in my presence, sanctified sure   Come into my presence and bask in my light Be filled with my glory, honor, and might Walk in assurance on a foundation of stone, That in all your circumstances, know this: You're not alone!   Amen.   Praise the Living God!      

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