Each day I wait thinking perhaps this is the day.
I wait for my precious one to come.
I call, “Come to Me, have fellowship with Me. I long for you to come.”
Each day I thinks perhaps this is the day.
I want time with You; I desire to be with You.
The busy day passes quickly!
O Lord, I really meant to come to You.
I really desire to be with You.
You see I had so many things to do!
I wait patiently, I know my precious one will come.
Perhaps this will be the day, the hour.
“Jesus, Jesus” I cry out.
I’m coming, I’m coming to You, so long I have not come.
I long to be with You.
I see Him, He is there for me!
His outstretched arms, wide open for me.
He is rejoicing over me as I come and says, “I am so glad you have come.”
I look up into His loving face; He smiles back at me.
I say to Him, “I love You, never let me go.”
My precious one, you are Mine!
I love you so, I desire you always to be near.
Seek Me, lean on Me in all that you do.
I will make your paths straight.
Believe, trust Me, I am the Way.
I am so glad you have come.