Why should I not be patient? Thou hast been
So patient, endless patient, with my sin;
Hast waited long, hast kept Thy lamp alight,
Piercing with love my reckless, wandering night;
Hast pitied me, forgiven me, forborne,
With not a word and not a look of scorn;
So eager hast Thou been to come to me,
And I have fled in folly far from Thee,
Why should I not be patient? Why not wait
However long Thy coming, slow and late?
So long was I in turning, late and slow
In calling to Thee from my depth of woe,
So did I try Thy patience, surely now
I must await Thee with a peaceful brow,
Must bide Thy coming with a heart serene,
And know the Father whom I have not seen.
Nay, in my patient waiting for Thy grace,
I see, my God, the smiling of Thy face,
I hear Thy voice, I feel Thy loving arm
Enfolding me protecting from harm;
The silences are vocal with delight,
The empty air reveals a radiant sight,
And earth and heaven are in one accord
As I am waiting, patient, for the Lord.