I wait in the silence of my room
For the appearing of Your countenance.
My spirit longs for Your hand to move
But I know I must first seek your face.

I prostrate myself in Your presence
And cry out to Your holy name.
My soul lays vulnerable before You.
I relinquish my life to Your change.

I wait for You to reveal Yourself
For Your Spirit to invade.
My heart is meant for no one else
For Your joy was I made.

I present myself before Your throne
And lift my eyes to Your face.
Intent on approaching You alone
Counting on Your grace.

Lord, strip away the things
That stand in Your way.
Make me the woman
You want me to be, I pray.

Jennifer Pinto