Far, Far Away
Far, far away I hear You calling,
Around the mountain, so far away,
I need You so badly, help me to listen,
And place my feet back on the chosen way.
Things are happening and many are hurting,
Heavenly rain feels like it’s falling as hail,
To You and You only, my praises are given,
I’m feeling the pressure of each hammered nail.
I cherish the thoughts that bring tears to my eyes,
Sending streams of soft tears down saddened face,
A song, some notes, a bagpipe is playing,
That beautiful hymn, “Amazing Grace”.
And then another plays and I’m back in time,
The tears fall into a bottomless hole,
A hole that can only be filled by knowing,
Knowing and hearing “It Is Well With My Soul”.