"WAIT."

Wait

by Russell Kelfer

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Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;

Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.

I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .

And the Master so gently said, "Wait."

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"Wait? you say wait?" my indignant reply.

"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!

Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?

By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.

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"My future and all to which I relate

Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?

I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,

Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.

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"You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,

We need but to ask, and we shall receive.

And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:

I'm weary of asking! I need a reply."

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Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,

As my Master replied again, "Wait."

So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,

And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting for what?"

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He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .

and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.

I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.

I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

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"I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.

You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.

You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint.

You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.

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"You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair;

You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.

You'd not know the joy of resting in Me

When darkness and silence are all you can see.

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"You'd never experience the fullness of love

When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.

You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,

But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

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"The glow of my comfort late into the night,

The faith that I give when you walk without sight.

The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask

From an infinite God who makes what you have last.

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"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,

What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.

Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,

But, oh, the loss, if I lost what I'm doing in you.

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"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see

That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.

And though oft My answers seem terribly late,

My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait."

(taken from: Bloom!)

Lukewarm will never do.

"But you have walked away from your first love-why? What's going on with you, anyway? Do you have any idea how far you've fallen?...Turn back! Recover your dear early love. No time to waste..." -Revelation 2:4-5

Love, where is your fire? I've been sitting here smoking away

making signals with sticks and odd ends and bits, but there's no sign of a flame

Imposters have been passing, offering good-feeling glow

but I'm holding out for what you are about - an inferno that burns to the bone

some urge me to be temperate, lukewarm will never do

CHORUS

'Cos I, I know I'll blaze with you

So i'm holding my heart out to you

Holding my heart out

So I stand, handing out torches

speaking words that are lamps to their feet

Til the tine when you come an I'm whole and we are one and the fire in me is complete

Some tell me to be moderate but lukewarm will never do

'Cos I, know I'll blaze with you

So i'm holding my heart out to you

Holding my heart out

Then a doubt comes to lie at the back of my mind

That I'll offer you me and you'll politely decline (no thank you)

So i hasten to mute it, I'll shout and rebuke it - "away!"

'Cos I, know I'll blaze with you

So i'm holding my heart out to you

Holding my heart out