My steps are made faster
With longing for my Master
My heart beats with joy,
When I place my foot there.
The spirit pushes me to kneel
For His presence, to feel.
I pant like a little hart
To sing out loud from my heart.
Words flow out in praise
Thinking of His overflowing grace
I wait for Him with panting,
And open His word with longing.
I say, ‘Speak Judah’s Lion’
And out comes His word ,from Zion
His words satisfy my thirst
To walk in life’s desert
I walk out of the house of God
And meditate as I plod..
I think of the week ahead
And at His feet, my all I shed.
‘Life’, with its burdens and chores
Go on and on……
As I walk onward to reach that shore.
Sarah Susannah Sampath