Overwhelmed by the tenderness of His love,

A holy silence takes possession of me

Here in the center of His love.

From the depths of perfected solitude

To the halls where angelic music sways~

My heart’s desire is to go

Walking with my Lord all of my days.

His compassionate love surrounds me,

A cloak against the chill of the night.

His tender mercies brush my cheek,

His Spirit illuminates my inner sight.

His grace overwhelms the mind~

Who can fathom the depths of His soul?

His Spirit a willing provider

Of all that I ever have need to know.

His path is righteous and holy,

A walk easier than one would think.

His Word the purifier of my soul

As I come to His well and drink.

Come fill me with the nectar of purity,

Possess this vessel for eternity and more.

Come quickly to me, my King of Kings,

Whisk your bride past heaven’s door.