A spirit of darkness hovers before my eyes
It secretes a fog of ebony lies
It creates a fear of what it hides
The night blocks all that the light would show
It makes me doubt what I might know
And I ran out of wisdom long ago
But there are souls lost in that pitch black
They fell beneath the grim attack
They need a Guide to bring them back
They wander the land of the valley of the shadow
Their burdens bend their souls down low
And to these souls some one must go
To these people in darkness, light must shine
To them, Truth must be supplied
To this task, some one must rise
There must be a Light darkness cannot overcome
There must be gleam to shine when day is gone
There must be a Conqueror who has already won
And so, we stand. And so we fight
And so, we shine with Heaven’s Light
And so, we pierce into the night
Friday, September 24, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
A Coming Storm
There is a vision I have seen of storm clouds up ahead
A gale to match has never been, and it sight inspires dread
There is a choice that I must make of how I will prepare
Of what precautions I will take and how much I shall dare
There is a promise I have heard that calls me to the storm
But I often doubt untested words when I haven’t seen their form
There is a part of me which screams that I will be made a fool
And that smallest portion often seems the part that wields the rule
But there is another part of me that longs to press ahead
To smother my complacency and trust in what was said
Yet, here and there I seem to find shelter from the blast
And it would surely ease my mind to hide ‘til all is past
So, undecided, here I stand and think of what to do
I want to just throw up my hands and blame it all on You
For this seems so unneeded, this superfluous test
And my prayers seem so unheeded, unanswered like the rest
So I cast up one more longing glance toward the swirling sky
And I pray You have not turned to chance, and won’t leave me here to die
Remind of all that You have shown the other times I cried
Be my strength to walk alone and I’ll see You on the other side
A gale to match has never been, and it sight inspires dread
There is a choice that I must make of how I will prepare
Of what precautions I will take and how much I shall dare
There is a promise I have heard that calls me to the storm
But I often doubt untested words when I haven’t seen their form
There is a part of me which screams that I will be made a fool
And that smallest portion often seems the part that wields the rule
But there is another part of me that longs to press ahead
To smother my complacency and trust in what was said
Yet, here and there I seem to find shelter from the blast
And it would surely ease my mind to hide ‘til all is past
So, undecided, here I stand and think of what to do
I want to just throw up my hands and blame it all on You
For this seems so unneeded, this superfluous test
And my prayers seem so unheeded, unanswered like the rest
So I cast up one more longing glance toward the swirling sky
And I pray You have not turned to chance, and won’t leave me here to die
Remind of all that You have shown the other times I cried
Be my strength to walk alone and I’ll see You on the other side
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