In this vast container of half-light
dwells a soul in process,
weeping, laughing, earthbound,
hungry for heaven.

I sometimes feel very small
In the vast sweep of time and space.
And find it hard to believe
That death will not be the end of me

Lift the haze from limited sight,
Pull the plugs from impacted ears.
Break through this thick wall of my heart.
Reveal yourself, abide with me, dear Lord.

Hungry for heaven.
Hungry for heaven.
Pour heaven on me.