So quick to stray,
to walk away;
Where are You, Lord?
No, truly, where am I?
So quick to turn,
so slow to learn;
How is it that
I've run from You again?
Quick to forget
Your face, and yet,
What else is it
that I am looking for?
Don't let me go
for Lord, You know
It's You I want,
though I may wander so.
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