Whither are you going, it seems you’ve lost your way,
Out of place and season, see, how far you’ve strayed.
Softly floating, drifting, catching the sun, its rays,
Then fading into nothing, as snow on a summer’s day.
Basking in His glory, resplendent in His light,
Favour and salvation, wrought by grace and might.
Night, its tribulations, evil put to flight,
Kingdom, day is dawning, behold the just and right.
Lord, juice me up by your power divine,
Revive this worldly heart of mine.
Grace, its surge, restore life’s shine,
Alive once more! New purpose find.
I spy with my little eye, His Presence and His Plan,
Grace and time fulfilling, sweet favour here descends.
With unassuming entrance, as raindrops kiss the land,
He revives the broken spirit, by word and healing hand.
Lose your way with Me, in this forest, let us be,
Earth, its gentle stirring, wind whistling through the trees.
The flowers send their greetings, leaves, they waltz so free,
In silence, faithful keeping, come, find yourself in Me.
Lisping in the wind, the sound of silent prayer,
Ferrying her tears, seeking the One who cares.
In that quiet hideaway, the trials of life to spare,
A sigh, the final resting, at last, all things made fair.
Hold unto His Words, let them take you on a ride,
Beyond the highest mountains, where angels and saints abide.
There shall Peace be sown from the stores of His own light,
Downward through to earth, as the dew drops take to flight.