The Garden Tomb
It is a grace to long for You.
It is a grace to desire You.
It is grace that draws me to You.
Yet, God of my longing and desire,
You seem to be beyond my reach,
And, still, I feel you near.
It is hope that stirs me,
And beckons me,
While I stand searching this empty tomb.
You are with me in this garden of faith,
Tending me.
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