Where Are You?

What do I know?

What do I think?

Could all of this end?

Within a short blink?


What does it mean?

What purpose is served?

These thoughts all torment me

My mind, it’s unnerved


God, let me know

My question is fair

Is all of this worth it,

This worship, this prayer?


Please my Lord, hear me

I say unto you, not the booth

No need to keep hiding

Behind your veiled truth


Are you truly awaiting?

I so dearly must know

I beg, Lord, you show me

Take my hand; rest my soul

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