I lift mine eyes to Thee, Lord.
I lift them slowly. Humbly.
Yet daring, even now, to search Thy face,
And wait upon Thee, Lord, to glance my way.
To look upon me, Lord, with eyes
That shine with love,
That sparkle with forgiveness.
Eyes that glisten with grace
And mirror mercy.
With sweet anticipation, I wait.
And am not disappointed.
For I sense a turning of Thine head
A nod in my direction, as if to say,
“Yes, My child. I know you have come,
And I have been waiting.”
So full of love and compassion,
That pierce at once through any and all pretense.
Straight to the heart.
And yet I feel no condemnation as
Thou searchest my heart.
A strong desire to have all set right again by Thee.
To lay bare all that disappoints, and grieves.
That Thou mightest cleanse, and renew.
Yes, there it is –
Those eyes of mercy I have longed for.
The gaze of grace.
Thy love pouring out and washing over me.
Forgiveness. Mercy. Grace. Peace.
Only and forever in Thee, my God.
Only and forever in Thee.
“Unto thee lift I up mine eyes,
O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
… our eyes wait upon the Lord our God,
until that he have mercy upon us.”
Psalm 123:1-2 KJV
©Lisa DeVinney, July 2015