I Looked and I Saw
I looked and I saw
A man
With healing hands —
Hands of a King
I looked and I saw
A son
With love for me —
Love that adopts
I looked and I saw
A lion
With roaring call—
Calling back all
I looked and I saw
A rabbi
With humble words —
Humble yet strong
I looked and I saw
A criminal
With false charges—
Charged and condemned
And I looked and I saw
A lamb
With splattered coat —
Coat crimson red
And I looked and I saw
A tomb
With broken body —
Body laid dead
But then I looked and then I saw
A stone
With empty grave —
He rose again
So I looked and I spoke
A tale
With redemption —
Redemption for all
Dark, Light
Dark
Dark wails echo
Dark wails echo down halls
Dark wails echo down halls, haunting me
Dark wails echo down halls, haunting me, taunting me
Dark wails echo down halls, haunting me, taunting me — but remember
Dark wails echo down halls, haunting me, taunting me — but remember the light
Wails echo down halls, haunting me, taunting me — but remember the light
Down halls, haunting me, taunting me — but remember the light
Haunting me, taunting me — but remember the light
Taunting me — but remember the light
But remember the light
The light
Light
FirstHope
A tender white flower opens,
Glassy petals unfurling
Peeking through drifts of black,
And so First Hope is growing
To whom do I owe?
For whom do I seek?
My heart flickers, flickers,
My feet patter, patter,
But to where or for what
I do not know.
To whom do I yearn?
For what do I pine?
My voice sweeter, sweeter,
My thirst bitter, bitter,
But for what that can quench it
I do not know.
To whom do I fight?
For what do I long?
My words sharper, sharper
My temper looser, looser
But what kind words can soothe
I do not know.
To whom am I for?
For what am I worth?
My soul deeper, deeper
My will weaker, weaker
But to Him whom I am promised
I do not know.
A small pearl in the black
Tenderly lifted up
Cradled in worn palms
A whisper, “You are found.”
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