The Wait


Here’s to the one who waits
For the bigger and better
And holds close their wishes
For the end of an era

Even the immovable rock
Is shaped and struck
By wind and waves
That obey Him

Here’s to the one who waits
The one who prays
For time to wash away
The agony of longing

Pant for His streams
Of living water
And rest in ease
For He is with you

Here’s to the one who waits
At the narrow gate
Leaning into the pain
Hoping He will move

Such a foundation
Means that we, yes,
Even we, can cast
Mountains into the sea

Here’s to the one who waits
The one who stills
Their heart and says
Not my will

Awaiting the steady
E’er-beating thrum
Of a new life
Not yet begun

Here’s to the one who waits
In the Lord
For the strength
He has in store