So here I am, Rock that is higher than I. Here I am, waiting for You, looking up to You, to reach me in the place where only You can. Here I sit waiting for You to revive me in the way that only You can. I long for You and Your Divine Presence that makes me whole again. I wait for You and only You, Rock that is higher than I. Don’t keep me waiting any longer, for I am weak. I am parched.