LONGING

Take me in Your arms of love
press me to Your tender breast,
immerse me in Your Sacred Heart
where I long to take my rest.

Speak to me and tell me
of Your love that never dies,
I long to see the splendor
that shines from my Saviour’s eyes.

I yearn to give You thanks and praise
for all You’ve done for me,
to walk with You and talk with You
close to You forever be.

My days are quickly passing
one by one upon the earth,
drawing me closer, ever closer
to my final glorious birth.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Apr. 04, 1993