The Song I Came To Sing Remains Unsung To This Day

The Song I Came To Sing
Remains Unsung To This Day.
I Have Spent My Days In Stringing
And In Unstringing My Instrument.

The Time Has Not Come True,
The Words Have Not Been Rightly Set;
Only There Is The Agony
Of Wishing In My Heart…..

I Have Not Seen His Face,
Nor Have I Listened To His Voice;
Only I Have Heard His Gentle Footsteps
From The Road Before My House…..

But The Lamp Has Not Been Lit
And I Cannot Ask Him Into My House;
I Live In The Hope Of Meeting With Him;
But This Meeting Is Not Yet.