And might it come to this

And might it come to this
Thy sweet taste of which
I shall miss

For all life's joys remiss
Yet still this heart's
Desire

May it ever remain
Content in thy love
For none other

Will do
For that which
Thy love hath shown

In weakness
In kindness
In all things

Thou art true
Thy words are sweet
They trickle down

To the deepest places
Warming the heart
And soul

Though oft my heart may doubt
Beyond all things thy ways
Shall remain steadfast

To hope and believe
In time these fleeting
Desires may be

One thing shall remain
Thy love, thy joy, thy peace
That gives release

To all worry
That oft may flurry
Deep within

Nothing can withstand
Thy unconditional love
And nothing more

Do I desire
Save to retire
In thy embrace

-Joshua Lee Foist