Saturday, December 22, 2012

Meet Me

Will You meet me on the mountain my dear Saviour and my God?
I need to be alone again with You
For the hustle and the bustle of my life is out of hand
In the silence and the mist I will see You.

The world is loud and noisy, so many voices to be heard
Each one believing that their way is right
It seems they have Your ear so how do I discern Your will?
And now my once bright day has turned into night.

So Lord meet me on the mountain; let me hide inside the mist
Let Your Peace then silence every single sound
Touch my heart until it opens and then lets inside Your own
Till we are one in thought and purpose, I am Your own.

Wyn Barratt  Dec 2012.


Marja Verschoor-Meijers said...

Meet me on the mountain.... hhmmm, reminds me of an old Gaithers song: I'll meet you on the mountain

Wyn Barratt said...

I hadn't heard of it and now I have looked for it unsuccessfully.
I'll keep trying, thanks for the heads up! Happy Christmas my friend!

Pam said...

Yes, your lovely poem reminded me of a song, too. I found the Gaithers "I'll Meet You on the Mountain". Here is a link:
Merry Christmas, Wyn!