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Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 322 - Published: 02-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3001452
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1st March 2012
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Catalyst
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Soul alone, to walk with God
'Tis not a simple thing
With the sorrow and the pain
The relationship can bring
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There is a vale, shadowed by grief
Where He must be thy Guide
And darkest is the night that comes
With no-one at thy side
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To wander in that field of woe
As tho' devoid of light
'Tis more than any test of will
Or any test of might
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When spirits whisper in thy ears
And evil be their cries
When thou must run and shield thy heart
From all the Devil's lies
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When thy wounded, broken soul
Is beaten to thy knees
And it seems there is no God
To answer to thy pleas
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At the final midnight hour
When everything seems lost
When you've ceased to feel the pain
And ceased to feel the cost
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When numbed by every loss of self
And muted by your pain
The light will come, the dawn will break
And joy will come again
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For the never-ceasing tears
Will clarify thy sight
At last the bitter lesson learned
Within thy dead of night
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A Truth, more radiant than the sun
To lighten then thy way
In terror then the darkness flees
Before the coming day
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A Hope, more sure than solid ground
And real beneath thy feet
And thy soul, though battered, torn
Is suddenly complete
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And then, at last, will you declare
I never knew my Friend
Or the simple joy and strength
That He alone can send
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He had a reason for my pain
And all the sacrifice
There was treasure in the bitter cup
Irredeemable by price
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He took it all away from me
That He might make it new
He took the substitute and lie
And gave me something True
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More than any cost I bore
Has He become to me
For He took my bonded soul
And gave it liberty
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