Your voice is lovely.
Your presence is so sweet.
You captivate me, move me, woo me, compel me.
You speak, and I listen.
You stir, and I respond.
You stop, and I press in.
Take me there, take me to that secret place with You.
Because I know I cannot enter alone, but only by Your hand, hand-in-hand.
Let me feel the tender mercy of Your touch.
I need You, Lord.
And not only need, but I want You.
I desire You.
The heart wants, and I want for You.
The soul thirsts, and I thirst for You.
When can I be in Your presence again?