Poetry – To Dwell ‘O Lord

 When will my eyes see?
 When will my ears hear?
 When will I stop to breathe?
 When will I rise without fear?
 

 All around me speaks of Your glory;
 All around me I see and hear.
 This heart must stop wandering;
 This heart must find its peace my dear.
 

 Will I stop on the hillside to listen to the wind?
 Will I perch upon the rock to bask in Your wonder?
 To dwell in Your presence O’ Lord is my victory;
 To dwell in Your peace is my relentless joy.