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When
the clouds gather ‘round
‘Til
I can’t tell the sky from the ground,
I
still feel you always next to me.
When
my world’s cloaked in dark,
Pressing
in, crushing every spark,
I
need only look, and it’s you I see.
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There
are times when my will persists,
And
I have to resist losing heart.
I
seek your face, and soon my eyes
Are
filled with you, despite the dark.
While
I’m armed through your might,
Desperation
puts up a good fight.
But
my wounds serve me well to remain aware
His
gift is not for the living,
But
those who die to themselves, forgiven,
To
have a place at His table prepared.
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Just
as the stone at His tomb
Proved
powerless to hide the light of His plan,
The
lamp of the Lord chases the dark
That
resides from the pain we hide
Deep
inside even the coldest unworthy souls of man.
Let
the rain fall.
Let
the pain come.
Counting
my stains all
His
will shall be done.
The
world’s condemnation
No
doubt shall impart.
There’s
no isolation,
Just
look for that small spark despite the dark.
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