Desire

E. JEWEL ROBINSON

My one desire, dear Lord, with Thee to walk;
And in that sweet communion, day by day,
So quickened be, that I may hear Thee talk,
And garner closely all that Thou would'st say.

While in that sweet converse, as friend to friend,
What boundless love would'st Thou to me unfold,
And truths reveal, whose worth should far transcend
Earth's rarest gems or priceless gifts of gold.

Within that hallowed atmosphere with Thee,
My every thought with purest love imbued,
I would rejoice—nor power in evil see—
And let my deeds attest my gratitude.

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