After Song of Songs.
Where would I go where You cannot find me, God, in all those places of my heart? Your traces are everywhere and yet I seek to hide. I am terrified at the sound of Your footsteps because, frankly, God, I have sinned against You and I do not deserve You. Yet you come, knocking at my heart’s door every night – at the time of the day where I am most frightened I might lose the battle; You come to wash my feet, to call it a day. You come to hug me to sleep and I hug You around the neck, my cheek touching Yours and I remember the touch; I remember the intimacy and I wish everyone had it with You.
Where can I go, God, where You would stop offering me Your hand for the night – for the time of the day when I am most frightened I might lose the battle? Your embrace is Your gift of exchange, and You give it to those who cherish it from their hearts. All this time, I thought I was struggling alone and You were watching, yet now I know You were offering Yourself to pull me close! Yes, I know You now, so that no love from a man could be worth the trade. It does not matter how tired I am, for I seek to respond to Your offering of love!
My God, You have brought me to a place where the last sense of touch I want to remember before I fall asleep every night is You, and Your friendship is dear to me. Was there ever anyone who wanted to take that place from You, I would despise it from my heart, for Your gift is too extravagant for me! I would not trade. You are the only one to satisfy my soul, and so it is with every child of Yours.
God! My Lover, My Everything, do not relent until all I am is Yours, please, I beg You!
Do not relent until Your bride is wholly Yours, I trust You!
