Let me return,
R.D. Jess
I fear your face turned stern.
I have stumbled over the stumbling block.
Will you let me stand upon thy rock?
Do you still restore the wayward?
Will my plea be heard by the Lord?
I think He does hear.
He draws me near.
Breaking that I may heal,
Humility has made me kneel.
Bind up my wounds.
I will see you soon.
When I return to you,
Blessed washing of the truth.
RETURN
Renewed Dream 