Out from the Darkness

My Soul and My Savior

My Soul  

                

I feel I am slipping,

slipping, slipping

Into a darkness of forever,

ever, ever.

My Savior 

 Hush thy thoughts dear one,

one, one.

Dost thou not hear the singing,

singing, singing

Of my beautiful bird chirping,

chirping, chirping?

Listen not to thy thoughts of doubt,

doubt, doubt.

Look out from you heart bleeding,

bleeding, bleeding

So that my hands of healing,

healing, healing

May make you one with me,

with me, with me.

But hush thyself this once and listen

listen, listen

To the hopeful song of mine own creation

singing, singing, singing.