Oh God, my God, I sit in abject fear
Of what my future holds and how and why.
Is China just a dream to be remembered
Fondly once before I sigh and die?

I cannot bear the burden of these waters–
Their sameness as I tread and tread and tread.
Can you not see I’m sore and nearly drowning?
Is this to be my final water bed?

Look, look upon the one you call beloved;
Act fast before I sink beneath the waves.
You are Jehovah-Jireh, my provider–
Oh Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, oh “He saves!”

I see how you have moved within the waiting
When I had left the mount of Covenant.
I seek the hope of life for Lazarus;
May I return a living revenant.

Oh faithful God from age to age the same,
My trusting soul can cry out, “It is well!”
For you are not a stranger to my sorrow,
But here, right here, with me: Immanuel.

What’s the Word, Hummingbird?

I am a feeble man;
I faint and stutter
For a bite of bread
And a sip of water–
Every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord.

Get Behind Me

You can’t touch me
And you never will–
Your lecherous hands weren’t made for climbing;
I stand on Zion’s hill.

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