My cold heart,
Yearns for a drop of hope,
Oh! A drop of flavour, Holy Spirit
To melt the solidated infirmities of soul,
Just a drop of Your patient faith,
To taste the sweetness—a drop of obedience.
I should say
I envy humanly, unthinkable love,
I envy Your sacrifice for me,
I envy Your inglorious death for me to live,
Above all, Your perpetual pleadings in my heart
Your love,
So great and immeasurable,
So pure and full of wondrous deeds,
Love which pierced the ears of the dead,
Oh! So different from human bigotries,
Strike the strings of my Jesus,
I plunge in just a drop of Your love.
Your sacrifice,
It is far more than comparable,
Oh! Lord, help me know its value,
I long to feel its deepest worth
To guide me in my battle of faith.
Evalyne Neema Kasiwa
Kenya