I Sleep…

Songs Of Solomon 2:8-13

I have drifted off again
Far from the Love of my life
Far from the fire of His warm embrace.
My soul has cooled off from the heat of His fiery love.
I sleep…

My heart is weary
Dried of love and prayer, emptied of burden, and blurred of vision
Yet I am asleep, relaxed into the cooler, sighing over my state, yet helplessly lazy.
I sleep…

I sleep in the dream realms of earth,
Passive to the iniquity around me,
Relaxed, cooling off in the corridors of unbelief, wandering if and when I will shine.
I roam in the streets of lukewarmness as if my Lover is not able to bring forth His purpose
I sleep…

O Lord,
I sleep away from the purpose of Your rest,
I had wandered but You found me and brought me into Your arms,
How then am I cooled off?
How can I stand with You and yet not be moved?
For Your love is like fire, Your rest refreshing and empowering

I sleep away from Your plans and purposes
I know them yet I see not my signs
It seems as if my Lover is departed
What is this numbness, this diseased nerve connection?

The eagerness and chasing of Your sweetness
The constant waiting on Your word
The daily running to You
The eagerness to obey You
The sweet fellowship in praise, prayer and O, Your voice,
Short accounts that caught me away from the ordinariness of the world
I have slipped away from these…
Oh Lord, please awaken me.

The voice of my Beloved stirs within me:
“Awake my love…” He calls, so softly yet urgently…
“…come away, My love…” He beckons…

I hear Him yet I am tied,
Held in the realm of earth, dreaming,
Lost from His love, long way off from home

What is this sleep that burdens me?
What is so interesting below, that keeps me back from my Lover?
What blurs my sight, costing me His loving, intimate presence?
What can this rottenness and fading emptiness of earth afford me?
Why roams my heart…? Selah

I must arise and awake to the strength of my Beloved.
I refuse this dark corridor of death,
This starvation of love is a death and a refuse
…for Your love is stronger than wine… Songs Of Solomon 1:2
How long LORD, how long till I see You?

LORD, help!!!
Tear me from every and any foolishness,
Worthless idols that steal and leak Your grace
Come Lord, come into Your garden … Songs Of Solomon 4:16
Come and be the roe of love, the young stag of intimacy.
May Your abiding presence revive and set me on fire

O my Love, Come, heal my emptiness.
Bless with Your fertilizing power
Come Lord, awake my sleeping heart, awake my soul unto You