Your chosen setting for this scene
All I know is all that I have left behind
With some hopes for what's to come
I am desperate for Your vision
What else can I do with human eyes wrought blind?
I will trust You as I tarry
Something sweeter on the verge
To rush would crush the beauty
Of what I'm unworthy of
For the completion of perfection You are fingering
I am lingering
So quick to run so far
If not my head then in my heart
Impatience always hounding at the door
Jesus, hurry, take Your throne
Master of my heart, Your home
In all my waiting I declare You Lord
I will trust You as I tarry
Something sweeter on the verge
To rush would crush the beauty
Of what I'm unworthy of
For the completion of perfection You are fingering
I am lingering
But I suppose that life on earth
Since the moment of my birth
Has only served to fuel anticipation
This is just the in between
Until I join in the unseen
Face to face with Your eternal exaltation
I will trust You as I tarry
Something sweeter on the verge
To rush would crush the beauty
Of what I'm unworthy of
For the completion of perfection You are fingering
I am lingering
As I linger I will sing
As they do before Your throne
Glory, honor, praise forevermore
As I linger I will bring
Healing to the broken ones
So all the world will see You and adore
For the completion of perfection You are fingering
I am loving and lingering
