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For there is a message we ought to hear, one that is made, for each and none to understand
A fool says there is no God but is this blindness that doesn't end?
Making a fool out of our search, scoffing at our fences and intellect
Is it so the nature of universe to kill us softly with its atoms as dust we are and dust we'll be
Eternal love that shall abound, total forgiveness that knows no bounds
I know no truth as of right now, but I will seek with all my heart, closing my mind with a graceful bow
For it is there I can sense it, calling me out amidst the doubt
I send you out as sheep amidst the wolves, oh what a lost sheep I am!
For it is not a thing nor a being nor anything that my mouth can utter petty words about
Hope that my seeking comes to an end, an end so great that I am saved, from the empty void of hell
Hope that my doubt leads me squarely, to the truth that shall enlighten me deeply
In him I will find peace, one that will cradle me in this life, holding me up and showing my light
On that blessed day I will scream, with all the energy I can muster...
I am saved by God who loves me dearly, I see his face and hear his voice so goddamn clearly
From the desert he picked me out, as he had made from barren wombs
From my seeking it shall arise for it is given, not found with eyes
I shall not boast for it’s not mine, but leap in joy with all my might
Faith.