Please Father
Whenever I turn from Thee, Remind me
Of what I already know
…About empty places
And vacant faces…
The cost of rushing and finally reaching
Nowhere to go.

Please Father
Whenever I turn from Thee, Remind me
What this world holds without You
…Smoldering desires
And laughing liars…
The deep despairing of souls still clinging
To life untrue.

Please Father
Whenever I turn from Thee, Remind me
I have nothing of my own
…But uncertain footsteps
To constant regrets…
That all worth finding rests fully abiding
In You alone.