Speak
I must pour out my heart
I don’t care what they say,
even this close is just too far away.
I don’t want to just hear
I don’t want to just see,
I won’t be content ‘till He has more of me.
I must pour out my soul
this ointment far beyond price,
all that I am, my being, my sacrifice.
Criticize if you must
Tell me how it shouldn’t be,
but as for me I’ll be silent
and let the fragrance of my heart...Speak.
Amanda J. Wunderlich