My Lord and My God

A thick fog descends around me
Broken rarely by occasional rays of light
Oppressive, heavy, burdensome.
My lings fill with every breath
Drowning, falling, dying
My Lord and My God

A gentle breeze, from no direction
New air, clean air, fresh air
I break free of restraints
Eyes clearing, strength building
My Lord and My God

A figure on a hill
Bleeding and dying
Love streaming forth
Light piercing darkness
My Lord and My God

Victory in defeat
Confidence in despair
Light shines in the darkness
Love endures amidst war
My Lord and My God

My arms stretch out
Heart breaking for a world
Pain and Love mixed inside
Turmoil turning to Peace

My Lord and My God

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