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The Dark Night of the Soul

When serpents hiss, And the Heavens appear brass, And I cannot see anymore, I cling to the hem of Your garment, Lord Needing You more than before. It is easy when my spirit soars Communing with your truth, But in this land where shadows dwell, I feel the lion's tooth.

This is a place of darkness, Did the devil put me here, Or have I gone astray? I must trust in Your promise, God Your mercies are new every day. In one hand I hold your word While hearing "Has God REALLY said?"

Thoughts! Cease and desist Darkness, you are a fleeting thing In this swirling sea of strife I reach my hand toward You Lord And this day I choose LIFE. So let your word have its perfect work In me and those nearby I go into my chamber now Until Your wrath is spent.

I know that my redeemer lives And I shall stand with him The vision is in His hands As Isaac was laid upon the altar His descendants would be as the sands. So to all of this I say All His promises are yes and amen; The word will not fade away!
BECKY McLENDON


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