Hope

What hand holds mine, And does it's owner know me? Do eyes look into my heart, And love what they see in the darkness? Light comes in, And things sizzle and burn That could only live in the night. Who makes a home in my heart, And who dares to want to? Who holds a …

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Burning Away

Holy. Glorious. Gentle. Patient. Kind. Faithful. You command me to praise, and in deepest confusion, I must. What this faith at the heart of my soul must cost. How much flame must I bear to refine it? Oh Lord. I am nothing. All is gone, and I am only a cry, that you are chipping …

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