Distance

Distance 

by Joel Howard

We panic, we quake at the thought of distance 

We want You to stay and not leave 

You give, Lord, and You take away from us 

Yet you've promised to stay and not leave 

Lest we confuse Your hand with Your Spirit 

That when You withdraw something good 

You still haven't left, Lord, You're near us 

And sometimes its best when You leave us

Lacking, wanting, worrying, waiting

Watching for the day You'll return! 

Lacking, leaning, clinging, cleaving

Watching for the day for which we yearn 

For the Day You'll return!