Could I But
For I know my transgressions,
And my sin is ever before me (Psalm 51:3, NIV).
One thing I have desired of the Lord,
That will I seek . . .
to behold the beauty of the Lord (Psalm 27:4).
Could I but see that face I’d know
So deep inside me beauty lives,
And all the ugliness I’ve done
Would be reformed, informed by love.
Could I but hear that voice of His —
Like some bell sounding well below
The walled resistance of my mind —
At last I would obey His law.
Could I but feel His touch on me
My sickness would be swept out clean —
The fever broken, shame flushed free —
And I would be a child again.
– James Sale