Alone: In the Secret Place

Away from the noise.

Away from the joys

of life.

Alone with You.

Why is it that when I’m with You I’m bored?

I Know in Your Presence there’s fullness of joy

But I’m bored.

Take delight in me, and I’ll give the desires of your heart.

I try, but it doesn’t feel enough.

I fast, hoping for it to break

But I find myself feeling like I’m bamboo

Bending my tree backwards

God I need help, God I need rest.

Come to me all who are weary and heavy laden, and I’ll give you rest.

A virtuous woman who can find.

God I’m tired.

Come, and I’ll trust You.

Come.