grounded and lost.
We search for our lives
washed out by the sea.
No one foretold it.
No one to give that last needed answer.
He took us from the ends of the earth, from the farthest corners.
He calls;
"So do not fear, for I am with you."
"Do not be dismayed, for I am your God."
He writes us a love song.
Who measured the atlantic.
Who has held us all this time.
Who has understood us from the beginning of time.
As I walk in this darkness.
The lamps seem to be my only guide.
But my hand doesn't feel empty.
I can feel you by my side.
Yet I can feel my past.
So bleak, all those beatings.
I feel the defeat.
How could I have done this,
and carried on with that.
But I know he redeems me
I raise my voice in these streets
Singing Him this song.
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