A frozen pause awaits an answer
while I hem and haw
Words flow the speed of melting molasses
only less sweet. On God I call.
Having forgotten what I know,
I plunge ahead unsure of what remains
The memory of the interview becomes
an inquisition fraught with intellectual pains.
Success seems so far away,
my only hope is Your mercy.
And that is just as well:
my heart does not like to hurry.
A Job-like career, full of sorrow,
a job I like seems distant.
Patient prayers come and go;
problems arise each instant.
I am thankful I am not God.
He must deal with a lot of grief
"Lord, the cross and empty tomb
remain my deepest relief."
Christ shall return.
The dead will rise.
My heart will know
God's sweetest prize.
while I hem and haw
Words flow the speed of melting molasses
only less sweet. On God I call.
Having forgotten what I know,
I plunge ahead unsure of what remains
The memory of the interview becomes
an inquisition fraught with intellectual pains.
Success seems so far away,
my only hope is Your mercy.
And that is just as well:
my heart does not like to hurry.
A Job-like career, full of sorrow,
a job I like seems distant.
Patient prayers come and go;
problems arise each instant.
I am thankful I am not God.
He must deal with a lot of grief
"Lord, the cross and empty tomb
remain my deepest relief."
Christ shall return.
The dead will rise.
My heart will know
God's sweetest prize.
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