Too many years I've wasted
My heart withered and stale
But recently I've tasted
Your love that never fails
Taste small but yet abounding
A hint of hope and life
Of peace and joy resounding
That trumps hazard and strife
I need to go much deeper
Probe chasms of your grace
Climb mountains ever steeper
Glimpse shadows of your face
Push through the crowds and find you
Sit silent at your feet
Poured out as scent of value
May I be incense sweet
Abide in you completely
And share your heart so pure
Follow your leading-- fleetly
All in-- I'm solely yours