Knock and the Door Will Be Opened to His Heart

Knock and the Door Will Be Opened to His Heart

Tip tip toe up, no one knows I’m here, but

He who I come to see in secret; just

Sink into intimacy beyond glut

And clamor and clambering of world’s thrust.

If I could, I’d shuffle to the front, down

On my knees for in my spirit I’m bowed.

Look upon me, your healing Love renown

A gaze on your beauty, all evil’s cowed.

I go for naught but You, for you I crave.

You don’t depend on worship at your feet.

You, One and Only, need not what I gave,

Pure grace and mercy, little me you meet.

You deign to host me in your home, my Lord.

Thank you’s not enough; for you my life’s poured.

--JTG