Oh relentless love
that will not let me be!
Pursuing hard
no matter where I flee.
Thine eyes pierce deep
within my complacent soul,
Arrows of love
that seek to make me whole.
Had my eyes not seen
the wonders revealed within Thy Light
Perhaps I’d not fear or flee
being caught within Thy sight.
And you keep pace
wherever I might run,
As though to prove
your love won’t be out done.
Why flee Thy Light?
It’s really hard to say.
It’s not so great
the find as flight has led the way.
The fear is not of the outcome
if you my soul should own.
The fear is what if
my true, inadequate self be known.
Oh relentless love
that will not let me be!
Pursuing hard
no matter where I flee.
Give me courage
to cease this fruitless race
That I might turn
and gaze upon Thy face
And in stillness of truth,
being gathered on the wings of Thy Spirit,
From Thee I might
the richest of treasures inherit!
Dwain Cassady
October 23, 1989