THE YEARNING SOUL

Oh Jesus, gentle Jesus
when You smile down on me,
my soul does start to yearning
from my body to be free.

The tears that flow do not belong
to me, but to my soul.
It cries out to my Jesus
longing only to be whole.

Its groanings and its sighings
they do not go unheard,
Jesus hears and understands,
He deciphers every word.

Jesus answers in response
it’s not time for your release,
be patient, yearning soul of Mine
I give you mercy, joy and peace.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar.14, 1993