Lord, thanks for the waiting…
The time I spend in anticipation
Of good things coming my way.
My silent prayers are carried gently, swiftly
By the hands of angels to Your throne.
Not one of them is ever lost
Not one desire or need ignored.
Your great love for me Manifest in
Your Great Faithfulness.
And while I wait
I dream
I hope
I imagine how it will be when-
And I enjoy the joy of that time
A thousand times before its coming.
And when it comes, my joy so great
Too great to be put into words
My once quiet joy will Shout
In many languages of praise…
Lord, thanks for the waiting.