In the darkness I cry tears of bitter, salty pain,
Hope and dreams are lost, despair and sorrow, they remain.
In the night of my suffering a gracious voice calls,
I've been heard, I will be answered, I shall weepeth no more.
The bread that I chew, it doesn't taste right,
Every bite that I eat, it adds to my plight.
This water dehydrating and drying to my bones,
But my eyes shall see my teacher, no longer am I alone.
My ears perceive a word, whispered in the mist,
"This is the way, come and walk in it."
Thank you faithful Father for loving me so completely.
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