A deep yearning abides, for a restored awareness of who You are,
a sensing again Your nearness, Your enabling presence;
Yes, Your blessed presence, so very reassuring, as You speak peace to this troubled heart.
How gentle, yet insistent, is Your Spirit of holiness, knowing my frame, mindful that I am but dust; Your perfect, thorough searching of this drifting heart, revealing the sin You hate in such a way that makes me hate it, too.
Lead on to repentance, faithful Urger,
refusing anything less than Your rightful place of preeminence in my soul,
enthroned without peer, in a love-ravished heart of holiness You've restored!"