Psonnets of Courtship
I Stand and Wait

I stand, and wait, and wonder where she is,
my eyes on Jesus. Where else shall I go?
What Jesus blessed and broke so long ago
fed thousands meals I would not want to miss.
Those loaves and fishes perished. So will this,
my daily bread for which I pray, and though
He has provided, still, I do not know
when I will break this bread with one of His.
I ask the Lord of you, and seek His face,
and stand before Him, knocking at the Door,
for Jesus knocked at mine and gave me grace
when I had opened up to Him before
He could prepare for me an honored place
with Bread and Wine and love forevermore.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org

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