we were made in this image
hardened in the furnace
given these few words
a mother, a father, a child
dropped on this shelf
naked and upset
fed water, fed food
left for dead
and I'm helpless --
can't understand
what must I do
to get out of this shell
wanting, running, threatened
always on the mend
god take me from this world
if it be in your will
in your perfect justice
and infinite wisdom
take this burden
beg the sun to bring us rain
for the sake of your truth
and our only hope
with faith beyond reason
love outside all bounds
wretched that we are
blind and guilty
the workers and what's promised
men of mixed integrity
bring us home my heavenly father
through your only son
whose name will stand
for all we have lost
2011
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