Note: this one I found I’d written in December.
Awake again and missing sleep,
I’m trusting You, my soul to keep,
For all I need, my Lord, is You.
I find sweet rest within Your truth.
I lift mine eyes and heart in prayer
And cast upon You every care
As on the paths of heav’nly sod
I walk in Spirit with my God.
Conversing with the Lord of all
In sweet communion never palls.
So onward, wakeful I may be,
I’m trusting still, Lord God, in thee.