Looking to the East

Looking to the East

11/7/12, 6:29 A.M.

Gazing through the morning glass,

Waiting for the watch to pass -

And thus my prayers will not be ceased,

For I am looking to the East.

I am falling on my knees

Until the light burns through the trees.

Lest I rise and I be done,

Father, lead me to the Sun.

Now I peer expectantly.

"Son of David! Let me see!"

Star of Bethlehem, arise;

Open up my longing eyes.

Until with saints my eyes are blest

And I lean upon Your breast,

Until the morn we dance and feast -

My eyes are looking to the East.