Beautiful
I want to see you
Your heart beats steady
And I want mine to match
But it wavers
And it fails
Goodness
Holiness
Emanates from who you are
I want to reach
To touch the pure essence
Of you, God
But I feel
I am so far
Can a man be near to God
Most holy, perfect, clean
When he is defiled by shame?
I believe so
But only
Because I know
The blood covers
All imperfection
And draws us near
We can be touched
We can flow in the rhythm
Of the heartbeat
Of the King of kings
He calls us his children
I want to touch you
I long to behold you
Draw me near
Oh most holy
I will worship you
With abandon
Full out expression
Because I cannot hold it in.
I love you!
