though He linger

I've been sitting in the twilight,
Waiting for the sun,
Looking for Your coming,
Listening for a word to point my way.

You desire not slothfulness,
And I seek not idleness,
But to every side a closed door,
To every path a dead end,
And every decline pushes me deeper into my seat.

Why do You delay?
Why are You slow to act?

The revelation awaits its appointed time.
It speaks of the end and will not prove false.
Though He linger, wait for Him.
He will surely come and will not delay.

And so though You linger,
I know it's not to loiter.
For what purpose I cannot tell,
Except to know none can put off,
The rescue You will bring into our lives.
And nothing done or undone,
Can delay You while You linger.

Hab. 2: 2-3

sč
Singapore, September 1st, 2007