My precious one, my heart's desire, I have not left you.
I call out your name, do you hear me so far...away.
Gentle as the sun dawns upon the dew laden grass, the warmth of your presence refreshes my senses that have been numbed by the dark.
Looking to the west, standing facing south, the wind gathers strength and soars...Can you hear me?
Know that the LORD has set apart the godly for himself; the LORD will hear when I call to him.
Can you hear me?