recognition of desire,
heart was made for heaven,
not to hide,
except in God.
every single word you say
deep impressions written
in the clay,
so I will pray:
I know you’re the only
my soul needs you only,
I soar when you show me
your face divine
and by your heart only,
my own becomes holy,
whole when I see,
your face divine.
moulded into flesh,
the stone,
miracles do happen,
now as then,
again again.
mercies flowing every day
there’s no shadow turning
me away,
your love remains:
I know you’re the only,
my soul needs you only,
I soar when you show me
your face divine
and by your heart only,
my own becomes holy,
whole when I see,
your face divine.
Mark Day
